Love with a side of Cheese

With Valentines Day coming up I've been thinking about my relationship with my boyfriend (obviously) and I realized that I am not a cheesy person. My relationship with my Grizzly Bear is a noncheesy one. We don't whisper sweet nothings to each other we don't write love notes in each others lunches and we say "I love you" all the time, but we respond like this "I have grown fond of you these past few years as well." or "I think this is going too fast" Then we ran away from each other and the other one chases the other, tackles, and hugs and goes "FOREVER AND EVER" we like to creep each other out and I usually win. My facebook page is the most cheesy part of our relationship, because let's face it I'm madly in love with the guy and my love for him needs to be publically announced because I can't keep it in and need to inform the world that I have the greatest guy and that every girl out there should be jealous.
So I was at the bar the other night and instead of one couple having methaphorical sex on the dancefloor...there was seven...which was gross and ridicoulous. And as much as I love making out with my boyfriend and grinding with him and having methaphorical sex with him, the whole sex on the dancefloor is alittle bit overrated. I just am not going to the bars again from feb.1 to feb.14. Because if I wanted to watch exorbishionist porn I would stay home and watch pay per view.
I do not have a cheesy relationship at all. For our first Valentines Day we went to Friday the 13th in theatres. (He had to come in my house and check the closest and under the bed) For our One Year Anniversary we had a really nice supper at a really nice restaurant downtown, he gave me a beautiful necklace, and we poured salt in the candle, and went home and ate chips and oreos in bed and watched some horror movie. For our second Valentines Day we stayed on the bed all day because we..well I was so hungover from his birthday celebration the night before, he got in trouble with the gift but thats a whole different story. For our Two Year we ate supper at our own house and went to the movies and this Valentines Day we are both working and will probably say "I love u" in bed...before we fall asleep. That's how cheesy we are. He's so great though that I want to be cheesy but in the end we end up wrestling and beating on each other. For those who know me know I bruise like a peach and there was a time where I would leave with bruises all over me, from our friendly beating. No domestic violence, I like rough housing and so does he so we just beat on each other. End of story. He's perfect for me and I'm excited for Valentines Day, just because I have someone who loves me as much as I love him and let's face it...it's alot. Happy Lovers Day People, hope you spend a few hours with the person of your dreams..cuz I will be