honestly
Tuesday, September 25, 2012 @ 4:15 PM
| 0 notesRight now, I like (yes, let's call it that for now) you for the shallowest reasons.
I like you because
you are a great singer
you are cute
you can play the guitar and other musical instruments
you are tall
you have the most beautiful eyes.
Shallow, isn't it?
But if that was all there is it it I would have liked you the moment I met you
but I didn't.
I like you because
you are passionate for God;
you
convict me and your love for Him motivates me to be a better Christian.
You are kind;
they say you're somewhat of a jerk,
but that's not what I saw when you sang with a friend to save him from humiliation.
You are intelligent;
you say that you would have failed if you went to a public high school just because you couldn't get into college algebra. Screw that; you were in college way before I was. Anyone who talks to you can see how smart you are.
You are funny,
and not in the I-like-you-so-everything-you-say-is-extra-hilarious way; you genuinely make me laugh.
You are just plain great to be around.
But the kuyas told me
that I've been putting you on a pedestal
because I keep on insisting you're a 10.
Maybe they're right.
This is the real reason why I keep on saying that I
like you, instead of the other l-word
(lesbians? Maybe I'm in lesbians with you.)
Love includes understanding and accepting someone beyond all that is on the surface.
Now that I think about it, I don't even know you.
Not really.
I know the image you project,
but not really
you.
But I am really interested to know
what you like
what you feel
what you are.
But don't be mistaken;
I'm not doing this in hopes that you will fall for me
because I have long since accepted that it's impossible.
I'm doing this because you genuinely intrigue me
and because I want to know
who you really are.
I can't wait to fall in love with you.
honestly
Tuesday, September 25, 2012 @ 4:15 PM
| 0 notesRight now, I like (yes, let's call it that for now) you for the shallowest reasons.
I like you because
you are a great singer
you are cute
you can play the guitar and other musical instruments
you are tall
you have the most beautiful eyes.
Shallow, isn't it?
But if that was all there is it it I would have liked you the moment I met you
but I didn't.
I like you because
you are passionate for God;
you
convict me and your love for Him motivates me to be a better Christian.
You are kind;
they say you're somewhat of a jerk,
but that's not what I saw when you sang with a friend to save him from humiliation.
You are intelligent;
you say that you would have failed if you went to a public high school just because you couldn't get into college algebra. Screw that; you were in college way before I was. Anyone who talks to you can see how smart you are.
You are funny,
and not in the I-like-you-so-everything-you-say-is-extra-hilarious way; you genuinely make me laugh.
You are just plain great to be around.
But the kuyas told me
that I've been putting you on a pedestal
because I keep on insisting you're a 10.
Maybe they're right.
This is the real reason why I keep on saying that I
like you, instead of the other l-word
(lesbians? Maybe I'm in lesbians with you.)
Love includes understanding and accepting someone beyond all that is on the surface.
Now that I think about it, I don't even know you.
Not really.
I know the image you project,
but not really
you.
But I am really interested to know
what you like
what you feel
what you are.
But don't be mistaken;
I'm not doing this in hopes that you will fall for me
because I have long since accepted that it's impossible.
I'm doing this because you genuinely intrigue me
and because I want to know
who you really are.
I can't wait to fall in love with you.
