Half-Nekkid Thursday - Soulmate Edition

My Soulmate would gently move the hair away from my face, so he could look into my eyes when he kisses me. He would hold my hand while we stood in line at the store, and sing to me at random moments. He would get mad at someone if they were mean to me, and call me three times a day if he went out of town. He would listen to me gossip and just smile and agree. He would throw a pillow at me when I acted stupid, and then kiss me a million times until I laughed hysterically. He would tell all his friends about me and smile as he did so.

I would love seeing his car pull up in the driveway, and getting butterflies as he walked up to the front door. I would love watching him think hard about something. I would love to watch him talking on the phone. I would love to watch him shave.

He would make out with me in the pouring rain, and NEVER be afraid to say "I Love You". He would argue with me about silly things then make up just as easily. He would kiss me at midnight on New Years and count the stars with me. He would stay home with me on a Friday night just to watch me make dinner, and then snuggle with me under the same blanket watching TV. He would tell me I'm beautiful, but not too often. He would make me laugh like no one else could. He would be my best friend and never break my heart.

I would love to watch him sleep. I would love catching him staring at me. I would love all of the little traditions that we would create together. I would love the way he looks at me.

He wouldn't mind if I ate more than he did, and would listen to all of my long pointless stories. He wouldn’t mind my sarcasm. He would shout the words of my favorite 80's songs with me in the car. He would talk to me about anything and everything. He wouldn’t care if I acted crazy and weird sometimes, because he loves that about me. He would laugh at my stupid jokes, but then tell me that they were stupid, and we’d laugh together.

I would love to watch him work in the yard, or playing with my dogs. I would love watching his expressions as he told me a story. I would love laying my head on his chest in the middle of a Sunday. I would love just sitting beside him.

He would never take me for granted or mistreat me. He would make me feel like we were the only two people in a room. He would have as much fun with me at a work function, as he would at a dive-bar singing karaoke. He would want to tell me his opinions, and would genuinely want to hear mine. He would love the smell of my hair and the sound of my heartbeat. He would love me enough to talk about a future and a family with me.

He would love the fact that I'm a carefree-tattooed-outspoken-fuck-everyone-it's-my-life-not-yours-kind of person, and not just because I'm pretty.

"Tough girls come from New York. Sweet girls, they're from Georgia. But us Kentucky girls, we have fire and ice in our blood. We can ride horses, be a debutante, throw left hooks, and drink with the boys, all the while making sweet tea, darlin'. And if we have an opinion, you know you're gonna hear it." ~Ashley Judd ~

HAPPY HNT EVERYONE!!

Much Love, as Always - Jenwishin'