when Danielle met Bobby

Until the end of the world...

Tue, 07 Sep 2004 03:57:03 GMT

call me Louise and kiss me twice
I can't remember a sweeter night
where we didn't have to hide the truth
the bittersweet softness of love in youth
if I've been gone, I haven't forgotten
I remember to kiss your picture often
and since your heart is forever giving
I breathe your love to keep on living

Strange Days

Mon, 16 Aug 2004 18:32:05 GMT

The Love is strong.

Stronger than ever.

Never ending.

Never dying.

But, for now, it's on hold to concentrate on improving the individuals, so that the love together can be conducted so much more efficiently and effectively. Doesn't one have to love itself to best love another?

The lights are still on, and some day we will come home. I know this, because it's the reason that I wake up every day. I know this is something that I have to do, and I feel it deep down in my bones and beyond. I'm always going to Love her, because I know that it is the one thing on this Earth that I can do better than any other person.

Know

Thu, 17 Jun 2004 18:10:07 GMT

Thre is so much that I know about you, and I have since learned about myself, since we began dating. And it makes me happy, it makes me love you very much.

I want you to know that I appreciate every little thing you do for me. It means so much. Nobody has ever done things like that for me before, which is part of the reason that I'm not any good at reciprocating it. I love you. It makes me feel warm inside because I know that at any moment, you're thinking of me. You're the best girl, and I will love you forever.

I'm sorry that I'm not good at it. I'm very hit and miss. I don't feel dependable sometimes, with regards to anything. Making promises, and then having to change them. It feels justified at the times, but it never feels right. I get this pit in my stomach that won't go away. Like the feeling you get when you're a little kid who knows that they've done something wrong, or they are doing something wrong. I want to cry sometimes because I just don't feel like I'm doing things right. I don't know if I ever was, or how to stop doing things wrong or what. I've decided that I'm terrible with people.

The past few days that I've talked to you, you've sounded so upset. I just want to come up and rescue you. Work's all going to shit, and I can see these long days coming again, ready to fuck up my summer, and my happiness, and my relationship. I hate it. No help, tons to do, no money, and unrealistic deadlines.

Please know that I love you. I really love you, and I would do anything for you. Someday it will be easier.

I miss you girl, and I will see you tonight. Love you. I promise.

And I know that you know that we know.

Wed, 16 Jun 2004 15:01:23 GMT

You are my one and only love.

Foreverlove.

I'm sorry I've been so gone lately. I'm sorry it's all been hard. But I've seen you smile and glow lately like I've never seen before. I love that about you. I love playing house with you, and kissing your forehead before bed time. I write you every day. Small bits of letters. But I'm embarassed to give them to you because they're nothing. I love you, baby. You'd better know it all the time. I do.

xoxox.

Last Night

Wed, 16 Jun 2004 12:53:22 GMT

Missed you last night. We've been spending so much time together that I had almost forgotten what it was like to go to sleep without you. It wasn't as much fun. Woke up a little confused, facing the wrong way in bed. You weren't there, because I wasn't there, and I missed that a lot.

Try to make excuses and run through possible scenarios in my head. I have my clothes in my car, so I can just come straight there, if I wanted to. Just break out and head for you.

Worried about the letter in my back pocket. Worried about it all last night, and I hope I can fix it.

I charged my cell phone this morning, and I listened to your message. I feel dumb for not charging it yesterday. I should have had it. I should have received it, and I didn't. And I'm sorry. I know we talked after you had called, but I know it's not the same. I love you a lot, you know.

You are my best friend.

Hope you are having a great day.

This is about a Girl I know

Tue, 01 Jun 2004 18:36:20 GMT

"I Dreamt Of Her Last Night" - by - Bob

"I closed my eyes,
to my surprise,
girlface waiting for me.
She tossed her hair,
gave me a stare,
and my heart melted suddenly.
She took my hand,
and on demand,
she stole a long kiss from me.
Then she stole my pants,
and did a little dance,
and flew away on an enchanted donkey."

---I have the strangest dreams about my girl.

Just because, Danielle. I missed you today :)

Wed, 28 Apr 2004 20:04:25 GMT

I remember one day we were walking around downtown Elizabethtown. We went to the comic book store and then to the Grateful Bean cafe for sandwiches. We held hands when we walked back to the car, and I stopped us momentarily to point out the pretty little flowers growing beside the curb. You asked me if I wanted to pick some [you know me too well]. I resisted the urge and tugged your hand towards the car, but you let go to pick one. You tucked it behind my ear and gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was a violet.

Bottlecaps

Fri, 23 Apr 2004 05:44:39 GMT

My girl and I were sitting,
casually sipping
our sodas as we,
watched the sun slip down,
closer to the ridge.

And as we finished up,
with the fancy taste,
of green apple on our lips,
we read the each others fortunes,
and smiled because they said:

Tomorrow always comes so late,
The future's going to be so great.

As the night got cold,
and minutes flew
like seconds we
pulled each other close and watched
the aeroplanes land.

She told me how
her family used to come
eat ice cream, watch the planes come down,
then wisk the children switfly off to bed.

Tomorrow always comes so late,
The future's going to be so great.

Thu, 22 Apr 2004 18:37:13 GMT

I'm a dreamer. It's been ingrained in my personality since day one. I float away for hours at a time, day or night, and dream of my future, present, past. I see the first kiss like it's right there in front of me. I feel our skin touching, I know your scent. Today I dreamed of a small farmhouse with a picnic table in the front yard. An oak tree's shade, and a tire swing hanging off a low limb. I saw the small brick home with a quaint vegetable garden to the side. A clothes line with children's pajamas attached by the footies. I saw a dining room with Miles Davis playing in the backgroud, a glossy cherrywood floor with one plank that creeked when stepped on. I saw a table for four, and teacups encircling the room on shelves built by hand. I saw hand painted murals in small children's bedrooms. I saw a stable with one or two sweet-natured mares. I saw a medium-sized dog whose tail was always wagging. I saw an old recliner next to a stack of paintings. I saw two easels set up next to each other, both with works in progress. I saw two young people in love running inside from a thunderstorm.

I smiled at these things, and of course made a little wish that they could be ours. But even more important, I thought of how it was all just one way... one possibility, and smiled again at the thought of others.

Fri, 16 Apr 2004 14:00:43 GMT

Happy Birthday, Love.

2 years. [yesterday]

Fri, 02 Apr 2004 21:29:32 GMT

"I have a foot to wrestle under the table.
And he will keep my toes warm late at night.
And I have a leg to pretzel while we're watching cable.
And he will wrap around me tight."

Tonight I'm going to see my wonderful.. my beautiful, loving Bobby. He is my protector, and I am his.
I'm so excited to give him a hug... that "I'vemissedyouOsomuch" sort of hug that happens after a few days separation.

"I have two lips to tell me that I am loved.
And he will kiss me till I can't move at all.
And I have two eyes to melt me I can't get enough.
And he makes me want to fall."

I've never wanted to give one person so much of myself. What a wonderful man.
I give him everything I can. And still I think he deserves so much more.

"You make me happy when I feel too much
And when my hands are cold you warm them up
And I'm not worried when you're not around
And I hear symphonies...
I hear symphonies...
And I hear symphonies...
Without a sound"

Jessica Riddle - "Symphony"

you've got me in a spin, but everyfin is a-okay

Fri, 02 Apr 2004 15:30:42 GMT

<3:
his hair
his laugh
his smile
his compassion
the way he holds my hand while he drives
how comfortable I am with him around
the way he smells
his arms
how he wraps himself around me when we sleep
our connection
the way we laugh together
our habits
our favorite movies
the way we share

him.

Forever Kiss

Wed, 24 Mar 2004 14:40:49 GMT

Open eyes, and search surroundings,
searching for Forever Kiss,
Realize it's dreary Monday,
Weekend's gone, Forever Miss,
Stumble tired, clothed and aching,
wishing she was here again.
Think of moments, warm, unwaking,
Sleeping with Forever Kiss.

Tightly wrapped, fingers laced,
I laid with my Forever Kiss,
Tingling flesh, our warm embrace,
Feelings I can not dismiss.
Gentle touching, passion flames,
I think of future, bright with joy.
No words are spoken, the warmth remains.
Sleeping with Forever Kiss.

Freezing fingers, icy windows,
driving from Forever Kiss,
Realize it's dreary Monday,
Back to work, Forever Miss,
Try to play like I'm not hurting,
wishing I could touch her face.
I want to leave and take off, driving,
back to my Forever Kiss.

We have a dream we often share,
Me and My Forever Kiss,
Of one day marriage and life together,
Now a Mrs., No longer Miss.
If I could have a wish today,
on dreams we share in silent speech,
I'd wish that I could every day,
Wake with my Forever Kiss.

Nerd Love

Wed, 17 Mar 2004 18:13:11 GMT

"Nerd Love"

You're the meg to my gig.
You're the bit to my byte.
Double click my heart.
We're gaming tonight.

I want to download your love, (Nerd Love)
From a server up above, (Nerd Love)
You've hacked into my heart,
Insert disk and then click start,
make CDs of MP3s for you,
Nerd Love.

You're the ram for my rig.
The Geforce 4 that I adore.
Double click my heart.
We're gaming some more.

I want to download your love, (Nerd Love)
From a server up above, (Nerd Love)
You've hacked into my heart,
Insert disk and then click start,
make CDs of MP3s for you,
Nerd Love.

There's no other girl alive,
I'd let partition my hard drive.
Over clock the processor, or even crack the case.
Baby, let's make a home, deep in cyber space.

You're the meg to my gig.
You're the bit to my byte.
Double click my heart.
We're gaming tonight.

I want to download your love, (Nerd Love)
From a server up above, (Nerd Love)
You've hacked into my heart,
Insert disk and then click start,
make CDs of MP3s for you,
Nerd Love.

Tue, 16 Mar 2004 15:20:30 GMT

I miss my boyfriend right now. I'm so proud of us. We go through so much, but we do it together.. and somehow.. in that way.. it just doesn't feel so bad. Sometimes I get so happy I cry when I'm with him. I never used to do that -- cry when happy -- but now, it can be so overwhelming. He's magic to me. He came up to school and we got to spend time together.. like hanging out.. like friends. I love that we can do that now. The year I lived away from him hurt so much. This year is better. I like the way we grow with each other. I like that things become more familiar.. more shared. Sometimes I'm so close to him I feel like we might be one in the same. That's usually when I cry the happy tears. I can't wait to see him again. But until then, I miss my boyfriend.

...'cause it's witchcraft

Wed, 10 Mar 2004 16:57:37 GMT

He makes me want to do little kid wiggle dances all day long.

xoxox
Danielle

Testament to Love

Sun, 07 Mar 2004 04:26:57 GMT

Danielle was kind enough to make this for us. As someone who is chronically tired, I find it difficult to remember things, despite their amazing importance. I feel that this is a great way for us to jot down memories and other tidbits that make us who we are as a couple. You might think it's lame, but that's fine. Nobody's forcing you to look at it. If you have a problem with our mushy love, you can get bent.

I love her. A part of me has loved her since I met her. She's an inspiration in her intricacy. I love her more than anything else in my life. I don't show it as well as I could/should sometimes, but it's true. I also believe that there is no one else in this world that can love her like I can.

Upside down on a See-Saw.

See?

Who else could love her like that. No one. And if someone tries, I'll jack slap them with a bucket of dead goldfish.

She is my true believer. I trust her, and I love her like no other could.

She is my girl. I promise.

Some day we'll be all old with kids and stuff, and I'll show this to them and they'll make the little kid face and go, "ewwwwww." And I'll tell them to go to their rooms.

WARNING: mushylove journal new on the scene

Fri, 05 Mar 2004 18:02:50 GMT

This journal has been created to keep record of two lovedoves as they continue to grow together. The way this is supposed to work (hopefully): entries will be created by both Bobby and Danielle (sometimes together, sometimes seperately) they will most likely include photographs, writings, memories (previous and newly created), etc. That being said, anyone can befriend this journal, but please don't be upset if it only follows one topic. This is being created as a sort of scrapbook journal. So, I guess here goes...
xoxox
Danielle