Woke up by my father telling me to get up. Well, what a shitty morning already. I tell very little people this, but I kind of spite my father for reasons I wish not to get into, I love him but, damn is he a pain. Again, I won't get into it. Then my brother wanted me to bake him cookies, really man? I get you smoke pot, but you're not too high to bake fucking cookies. Whatever, I made them and had some too.
My day got way better when me and Lily called, boy his voice always makes me happy, I don't know what it is, is it how adorable he sounds? How loving he is? His tone of love and reassurance? I can't put a finger on it, but it makes me happy. So so very happy. I love him, and he loves me. Oop? Writing this I got a notification from his Twitter account, man I love him. Perhaps I get too distracted by him too easily, oh well, as if I can help it.
The day flowed like every other, I made sprites, read my lovers books he's made, everything went the way it usually does. And I like that. I may be kinda complex at times, but I like the simple things. It's easy, nice and just, that. Just that is nice.
I don't know what else there is to say, he's my Lily R. My sweetheart, and I love him so dearly. I wish I could be with him now. I wish so so badly. I want him here, here and now. I love him, I truly do.
YOU ARE READING
My Lily R
SonstigesThis is just a small book, a diary if you will, where I can make notes about my lover and how much I love him. He is after all, My Lily R.