You really know that you are in love when you get that feeling of bright, fresh smelling sun peeking through the clouds to warm your skin to the perfect temperature. Not when you feel butterflies in your stomach ( I don't care how attractive the dude is, that's just nerves), or when you "feel like you are floating" (what doped up hopeless romantic douchbag came up with that comparison?), or a tingling sensation that goes from your head to your toes (you hope that he can give you that feeling, but not ALL the time..ouch...chafage...)Nope! None of that crap! Its more of a cold beer at a football game, or smelling his salty hair on your shoulder while watching the last of a perfect set roll in just in front of a spectacular sunset, or even sunny blades of grass between your toes. It's being able to accept life's little moments of perfection and soak them up amidst the chaos.
So.....soak them up my friends.....
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