I’ve got a great guy! He thinks I’m a bit weird, no doubt about this. But he most certainly has his quirks too. Here are a few things that have come and gone and occurred in our relationship. A few of his imperfections, a few of his sweet qualities that I appreciate. These are just a few things that I love about my man…
that randomly quotes The Never Ending Story
that opens a block of cheese in the car because he can’t wait till he gets home to try it
that asks you to get up and reach the remote that is just out of his reach, but about 5 feet away from you
that can eat 2 tacos and 3 burritos then turn to you and ask if you ate his burrito
that can consistently purchase lottery tickets and NEVER get 1 single number right but purchase another next week with the enthusiasm that this will be the week.
that will take you to the store at 11pm for junk food
that after eating all of the above, will purchase skim milk because whole milk is too fattening
that will spend the rest of his money on you to get you something you want sacrificing the things he needs
that can teach his dogs to howl, saying I love you
that always has to place the toilet paper on the hanger with the paper hanging OVER, never under but then will pee outside
that can take a punch like a champion but is as ticklish as a child and will giggle like a little girl
that will get up in the middle of the night to watch TV. Just a show or 2, maybe a movie
that will sing, out loud, songs like Shania Twain’s- Man, I feel like a woman
that will get out of bed in the middle of the night to kill a spider in the bathroom
that can name every state capital without a second to think. He just knows them
that has to cover all the windows in the room because he needs to sleep in the dark but falls asleep easiest when the TV is on
that wakes up and roars. Really, he roars, it’s kinda cute though
that has to smell dishes before he uses them, even in public he’ll smell the silverware
that makes the bed in order to go to bed. This I admit is annoying. He’ll get me out of the bed to make it properly, to go to bed
that will randomly check my nose for, oh lets just leave it at that
that won’t take a shower or use the bathroom if it’s rain because he’s afraid he’ll be struck by lightening
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