A Habit

Yeah...its a habit
I make my way out of the shower, it starts nagging me, the urge :p
*queitly walks across to the bed where the phone is on the pillow*
*picks it up, drops a txt*
...message sent
*happy contented smile*
:P
haha! its just something special ya know...
I dont know if you perceive it that way or not but um..you're just that important...yeah *snickers* :D
and the air is chilly, since drops of water still linger on me, following the same downward trickle...
but that's ok, the person i txt is hot enough... ;p
I dont have the Brad Pitt, David Beckham or Bradley Cooper-ish look in a towel...
no *chuckles* not even the slightest resemblance :D but hey.. atleast im.. fuckin exclusive and shit ya know..."reserved" ;) and not public :P
and i take the time, no..i look forward to the time, when i get to do this lil habit of a habit :p
not that insignificant...or maybe it is...
Either way, the towel is always where its supposed to be and so are the thoughts...
*winks*
;)