I love Julian.
Yesterday was my kinda shitty birthday, but I'm so glad.. That he stood with me,
After the whole day was done and we were drinking on my porch during that beautiful storm, I talked to him about a lot of things, and most of all I told him I love him, and just how much I love him.
How when he leaves and I'm doing other things I get the random feeling of something missing... It's his arms wrapping around me randomly. I start wondering when my other hands will be back. When we're in a bad fight, the whole time I'm looking at him thinking about how much I love him, and how handsome he is, but I'm so fucking frustrated. I love how easy it is for people he barely knows to fall for him, I love how guys look up to him, and I love how girls wish they had someone like him.
I feel blessed, and happy knowing I'm for him, and he's for me too.
He's apart of me, and we're going to grow from here.
....
Sometimes we'll be around some trashy people, they'll say something rude to Julian,
and I'm like,
Come at me, bro.
Then they zip their lip and we're like,
Yeah, fuck you and all those parts too.
We get home and Julian's like,
Knocked the fuck out next to my foot,
Then the next day we're chillin' with my best friend like,
Yeeahh, iguanaa.
....
I love Julian.
