so, i just saw p.s. i love you with 4 of my friends, (yes, all girls), and it was amazing.
more-so than other chick-flicks i liked how raw this movie was.
i want to write so much about it, SO so much, but i am in a pinch and do not have a lot of time to blog tonight.
but while i watched the movie, i decided at least 2 things:
1-i would consider it exotic to talk to, much less flirt with, much less date a guy with an accent, esp. anything Irish or British.
2-i really really really wish i could have a camera taping me every time i hug a guy from now on, because i have decided that i want to be with a man who closes his eyes every time he hugs me. it's like he's savoring you, it's like he is smelling and embracing and caressing and enveloping you in a hug, and if he closes his eyes, it's like he's sealing himself off to the outside world just to enjoy being in your arms, in your presence, in your grasp.
oh, what i would give to have a man who closes his eyes when he holds me.
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