What Love Really Means

i may be distracted when i should be writing an essay on the satiric comedy on the victorian society displayed in the importance of being earnest but i couldn't help myself.

{well i guess if you want to be rude...

you would point out about now...

that i really could help myself.

bah. oh well.}

but i found this song over the weekend. and fell in love with it. maybe it's because i love someone like this. and they love me like that too. i love...being in love. in love with my best friend. i am so blessed. truly, i am. i can't think of many people - even married people who have what i have in this simple, and truly beautiful friendship.

so here is the song.

honestly, i could totally schpieel {pronounced: sh-peel} on this song. i have lots of hidden thoughts in all the lyrics, jumping honestly ALL over the place. but i won't because as mentioned...i have an essay to write. due tomorrow. and it is already 6:33, not to mention i have early morning seminary and a boy who constantly invades my thoughts - in other words, distracts me...in the most wonderful sense possible...

what can i say?

i'm in love.

i have fallen in love.

i am perfectly blissfully happy.

life couldn't possibly be better.

you get the gist.