Its not that I'm afraid I'm going to forget. I could never forget. I just want to always remember. These last few precious weeks are going to be the best weeks of my life.
You were at guest chef dinner last night and you seared the lamb. You were so nervous. And when you got home we sat out in the back yard smoking and drinking. I decided I was feeling better about the whole thing so I started asking you questions about Oregon. What its gonna be like once you're gone? Are we gonna be talking still or do you want me to leave you alone? You said I could blow you up.... Ain't no one else gonna be calling me. I told you that you moving didn't feel like the end of us, that it only felt like a hiccup. And you said you're glad to hear me say that. We talked a lot about what its gonna be like in Oregon- the fact that there isn't any clubs there and how often I'd see you. What kinda job you're gonna get and where you'd gonna live. You talked about how if you guys don't like it there matt said you'd all just come back. I looked at you and said I'm gonna hope you all hate it there then. Followed by I'm kidding... Only sort of. You talked about where you would go if you came back and how long you're gonna stay up there. You asked me if I would bring you some when I came up to see you. I told you no way and laughed. I asked if I came there and got my own place and you said thatd be cool. And it made me realize how much you care but how afraid you are at the same time. And I fell in love with you even more.
Its a night I'll always treasure.
This morning we cuddled and kissed. And you took the kids to school. You got back and let me sleep. And when I had to leave for work you walked me out to my car and kissed me good-by, saying I'll see you later.
I'm not gonna count the days but cherish every second I have you by my side.
