Scrapes and bruises - kisses and loses- skidoo suits and snow boots ( this goes before the one below this )

Scrapes and bruises - Kisses and loses - Skidoo suits and snow boots
The way you look at me with those eyes so icey, put me on top of the world, with every glance. Every glance warmed me up, as warm as the sun on a hot summers day, as I rose higher and higher into the morning sky. The way you held me with your arms so tight, so warm, gave me huge sense of security, whenever I was in your grasp. The way you grabbed my hips as much as I hate it, I let you do it, the way you run away each time I go near yours. The way you tickled me those nights so much, that it brought me to tears I laughed so hard. The way you made me choose out the most random movies, the ones from our childhood that at most times I didn’t care for, but I’d sit through them and watched just so I could watch you fall asleep, like you did every time. How you wore those damn massive boots everywhere you went, no matter where you went, and how as much as I joked, I secretly loved them because how warm they were. I loved that I could stand on top of them and jump and jump, and you wouldn’t flinch, “steel toed boots baby, try as hard as you want”. The way you couldn’t get me to do anything, but once you said babe I fell into your spell, and did whatever you wanted me to. The way I fell for you with one look the day I first met you, your eyes brought me into your life, of mystery and questions. The questions and the mystery, made me feel even closer to you, as you let me into your life, and told me your secrets of why, how, when, and what exactly, that most knew already, but weren’t as interested in as I was. I could sit there for days on time just looking into your eyes as you talk to me about skidoos, and you know how much I know so little about such. And I’d laugh and I’d laugh, because here I sit without a clue, just looking into your eyes as you talk about throttles and tracks, and scags and handle bars , and I just think to myself how I’d do absolutely anything to hear those things 24/7 for as long as I could. Such useless things mean so much to you babe, and anything that means something to you means something to me, because I think the world of you baby. The way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you pick me up, the way you kiss me, the way you bite me the way you poke me, fuck it even the way you throw me off the skidoo and say its my fault ( although deep down I know I don’t know how to turn when you turn, but I secretly do it on purpose just so you show me ). Although it hurt like a bitch the many times that I fell, I like how from day one when you first hit me with your skidoo you ran so fast up smokey mountain, faster then I have ever seen anyone run with steel toed winter boots on, run uphill. “Are you okay?” the first thing that came out of your mouth. “No actually I’m not but its okay” After that night, all I could think about was you, how you came to my rescue so fast how, you were only worried about me, how when you knew I hurt, and cold you wanted to get me to the warmth and safety. As much as I was in pain I still managed to look at jess and say “oh shit his eyes jess, just look at those eyes” you had me lost in your eyes babe. But now, lost in your eyes, im still oh so found, whenever I hear your voice or feel your touch. Everytime you say you love me, I just simply melt. Because for once in my life, I honestly feel like I love someone, and that someone is you. And baby as much as I miss you, im going to smile because I deserve to, baby it all gets better in time.