Thank you, lover.
I love being with you.
You totally love me, don't you?!
I love how sometimes when you smile only half your mouth smiles.
"Okay, I'll let you get some sleep, I love you sweetie, I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Boy, you are VERY liberal with that word.
I'm sorry... I didn't mean that... I was talking to my mom earlier, and it just... slipped out. Sorry."
That word is everywhere, and suddenly I feel like I'm walking through a rain storm trying not to get wet.