Abraham pulled the sheets down and started getting out of bed early one Saturday morning. I lunged forward, grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back into bed with me.
"I lo-- like you when you're naked in bed with me!"
"You stumbled there."
"I did."
And so it begins.
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11 comments:
Lo-Like this!
I feel like that should be a thing... to lolike something/someone.
...will totally happen (unlike "fetch").
That is totally a word.
What MissM said. It's two or three stages advance from "umfriend".
Oh yesss... This stage is fun. The whole, when's he gonna say it, is so angst-provoking, though! I have to remind myself to enjoy the little things like that - I'm gonna wish I had them back at some point :)
I lolike where this is going. Another post some please.
*swoon*
My friends and I used to call this stage "loke," the space between like and love. Enjoy it; it's wonderful! :)
People stumble over that word too much. The problem is there isn't enough words to describe the different loves in ones life.
You love your parents, you love your friends, your in love with your significant other, you love ice cream, they should all have a different word. Like pove, fove love and crove.
I'd like to point out that if this "goes there," you might have to change the title of the blog! :)
AHH!!! Post another update please!! I love this!
I love this!
I "lo-like" this post! :)
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