WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME TOMORROW?

There's no way to say, so who cares. I love her today! Yes Jim, I love her madly. I love her way. She's quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen. And so in love we are. It's gross, but I fucking luff it. I love the shit out of it.

This is what's up. She's what's up.

She is changing the very definition of she for me.

She's a dream.

Not one that I have had before. I like it. It makes me feel really good. Could you be the one that they talk about? Mmmmmmmm…

Oh, the motorcycle queen. She's the spiciest scooter in town. Her salsa had my lips feeling the same scorching that was flaming in my heart.

Her kisses have got me going crazy. I almost can't take it. They are too good. She's so soft. She's so warm. I want more. I want them now. I want to lay you down and stroke your hair. Kiss you on your head, then explode a million little kisses all over your face.

Sweet Jane. You're the one for me. Would a rose not be a rose by any other name?

Heavenly wine and roses seem to whisper to her when she smiles.


I love that she's just so cool. She has a very relaxed and breezy way to her. She's funny. She make me laugh. And laugh we do. These ginormous  gregarious grins we wear are not lost on anyone we meet. We're such dorks. It's great. She's great.

Hey Kate, I think you're great.

So will you still love me tomorrow?