Like Crazy 600 Posts {Personal}

"i thought I understood it, but I didn’t. 

only the smudgness of it.

 the eagerness of it. the idea of it. 

of you and me."

like crazy

He isn't a combination of all the "good" parts of the other guys.  He isn't "all they were and more."  He is nothing like they were.  He is all they were not.  Instead of the witty, strategic, heavy, uncertain romantic politics I had found myself endlessly running for, hoping to get elected,  he offered me a job doing what I am passionate about.  Like a retired senator who moves to the coasts and paints the sunrise every morning.  (Don't some retired senators do that?) Somewhere in between borders I was not supposed to cross and the game I had learned how to play, he set me free to a world where I am known and loved.  Good impressions, being hard to get, flirting, being considered hot - not even on my mind.

 I had no plan to make him want me.   Maybe that is why we fell in love.  I didn't fall in love with him.  And he didn't fall in love with me.  We fell in love with each other.  We drove in love, sang in love, talked mindlessly in love, prayed in love, adventured in love, laughed laugh's we'd never heard before in love, dreamed in love, watched reality TV in love, worked in love, cried in love, debated in love, made up new nicknames for each other in love, wondered in love, played in love, spilled water in love, got honked at in love, gave our time in love, stayed up way too late in love, hugged in love and fell in love. We're clumsy.   Tell me everything that happened
Tell me everything you saw
They had lights, inside their eyes
They had lights, inside their eyes

Please please tell me what they looked like
Did they seem afraid of you?
They were kids that I once knew
They were kids that I once knew

Did you touch them
Did you hold them
Did they follow you to town?

They make me feel I'm falling down
They make me feel I'm falling down

Was there one you saw too clearly
Did they seem too real to you?
They were kids that I once knew
They were kids that I once knew


Happy 600th post, little blog.Today I am celebrating by going on a date with the boy who likes his scrambled eggs "unusually dry" with lots of pepper,  whose shoulders have a mind of their own on the dance floor, who I trust more then I trust anybody else I've ever known and who makes my name sound pretty when he says it.(And who took me to see "Like Crazy" last weekend.)

ps. Seven twitter followers away from 600!