I still giggle
I pee if I laugh too hard
I drink a shit ton of beer
I prefer to live my life in flip flops
I prefer my Kung Fu flicks with subtitles
I have plenty of body left for more tattoos
I’ll eat anything if I don’t know what it is made from
I have a hard time sleeping with someone else in the room
I won’t date a man who wears cologne and basketball shorts
Certainly not at the same time
Except with you I have a shocked face
I never stop laughing loud and long and losing my breath
You keep me so intoxicated nothing else comes close
I will rock Timberlands in the mud, snow and rain
Even watch reality tv or wrestling
I’ve got a space on me left just for an etching of your name
I forget to eat whenever you’re around because my hunger is tame
I sleep so much better when you hold me near
I fantasize about you in the suit that you will never wear
The one you would need on a wedding day
And anyway
When I grow up to be 2148 weeks
I hope you will still love whatever it is that you find in me…