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How I'll love you - A poem
by blbest
Released 2011-08-10 22:47:10 +0100
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(I've had a single line of this written for awhile, but was still trying to figure out where to go with it, after reading through Joe's lyrics to "Nothing Big" again, I got inspired and knew where I wanted to take it.  Here's my extended interpretation inspired by the original.)


I don’t wanna take you out dancing on the weekend. I wanna push the couch out of the way and waltz across the living room floor with you, laughing.


I don’t wanna see that romantic comedy playing at the movie theater together. I wanna watch that video I took of you snoring and run through the house while you chase me, trying to pry it from my hands. 

I don’t wanna sleep peacefully through the night next to you. I wanna anxiously toss and turn, waiting for morning to come when I can see you again, messy hair, morning breath and all.

I don’t wanna discuss Oriental Art at that new museum exhibit together. I wanna argue in the aisles of Pier 1 about whether or not a stone Buddha statue is appropriate décor for our kitchen, knowing you’re right, it’s not.

I don’t wanna make reservations for us at fancy French restaurants. I wanna cook burnt pork chops for you and pretend neither one of us knows how awful they are, but we will, every single time.

I don’t wanna join you for a long walk on the beach. I wanna talk about taking long walks on the beach so much that we’re too tired to leave the house by the end of the discussion.

I don’t wanna map out vacations with you. I wanna get lost on back roads I thought looked like shortcuts just to give us more time to spend together, lost, but well on our way.

I don’t wanna gracefully skate before you at the ice rink, I wanna slide across the kitchen floor in my socks to you, hoping you can manage a smile when I lose my balance and fall on my back.

I don’t wanna get us tickets to the opera. I wanna pound on the bathroom door when you sing too loudly in the shower, because nothing sounds worse, or better.

I don’t wanna buy the perfect dream home for you, I wanna spend years fixing squeaky gates, building shelves, painting walls, and spraying wasp nests around a home that’s too small, too old, and never quite finished, though we never stop trying to make it just right.

I don’t wanna just be in love with you. I wanna work on loving you more each day, little by little.

Nothing big. Just me and you.


 

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  • 387108_3488108729959_1341808232_n
    This brought a smile to my face and a warmth to my heart. Thank you!
    2013-03-07 06:30:57 +0000
    by 2_in_Spire
  • 303359_10151539052262728_1932027123_n

    Wow! This is simply divinely fantastic!!!

    2012-07-19 07:50:57 +0100
    by KellyMarieDay
  • Screen%20shot%202012-02-26%20at%2010.28.50%20am
    Ugh, this is fucking awesome.
    2012-02-27 15:28:40 +0000
    by nicorette
  • Tumblr_m6cgx11s4u1qhtaeeo1_1280
    *swoons*
    2011-10-09 22:30:53 +0100
    by tiafischer
  • Scan0036
    This is in moments like that that I regret not to speak and understand a better English, because I feel like I can't fully grasp every little marvellous word from your text. That said, I really love it and wonder why no one did a movie out of it :)
    2011-10-09 09:32:51 +0100
    by suzyrene
  • Bface
    Thanks! You're all too kind :)
    2011-10-07 04:02:04 +0100
    by blbest
  • L_we
    wow... beautiful.
    2011-10-06 22:00:10 +0100
    by palovana
  • Modeling_pic_paint_shoot_1
    Wow! That got a <3 because it touched my heart! :) So beautiful!
    2011-10-05 00:04:42 +0100
    by Elleraiseshell
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