"I love Jack Black."

"I hate him.

"But, Shyloh, baby, you also hated Sylvester Stallone."

"Sorry..." It was true, we were about two weeks into a relationship, where we officially kissed and held hands. And now, the time had come to start discovering our differences. Now see, this is the turning point. I have to be especially swift about how to approach this one. Because if you correct her on the smaller nags she'll leave. But if you wait and let it drag on and then three, four, five months down the road decide to mention it..she'll leave with half your stuff. So concentrate on the larger, more influential problems at hand. Big ones that came to mind were as follows... actors, jobs, beliefs, coffee, shaving cream and...alcohol.

"I'm just saying JD, if you absolutely have to drink, why can't you wait till I leave?" Oh God, here it comes. Keep in the angry and just say nice and calm to her that you will at least try to refrain from beer.

"Well, mainly because you've been sleeping on my couch for the past three days and have not stepped past Rowdy at any point." Crap. And there it is, that unfortunate feminine sigh. The ones where as she reaches for the bowl of popcorn her eyes scrunch up in a pseudo-migraine and make her pinch the bridge of her nose. She leans back, takes a good long drink of Dr. Pepper, smooths over the blanket between us, and gets up.

"I'll pack my stuff." Oh God, don't panic. Take some time to steady your quivering lip, fluff the sexy hair, uncross your legs, and follow her man! Hey, did I just start calling myself man? Quick, I have till she gets her toothbrush in her purse.

"Wait!...Shy I'm... I'm sorry." I'm really not.

"No your not."

"I know...but I just, I like you. A lot, you're special. And somewhere in the depths of my sofa I've just now got the feeling that something could continue between us. And, let's face it, my old girlfriends have almost never hit the two week break so...you've got the whole God thing going for you and I don't. Can't we just, mesh? Both believe whatever?" Where did those words come out of me? Was that really what was bothering me? And I realized, I had just revealed to both of us what was in store for the time between us to come. She sorta smiled, a little.

"Well, I must say you've given me the pro-con debate of my year. You see, the bad is being that no, I can't have a good solid partnership without my religion being the base and confidence of it...but I am awfully tempted to stay here and give you a second chance on that couch. Answer me this, you really think there's something between us?"

"Yes."

"Then Dr. Dorian, let's make out." What?

"You're serious?"

"JD, I'm big on forgiving people who look like they're about to kiss me."

And right there, while I knew my night wouldn't end with the happy ringing of my sex gong, I still felt this unnatural surge of Beastie Boys in my head. She was going to stay, just a little longer.

Ok, so an hour of frenching later, Shyloh did decide to go back to her place . As I lied in bed, I really tried to think seriously. And I came up with this...I missed her. There were so many reasons to like who she was. She danced good, she loved to sing, her head always found the comfortable crook of my armpit, and she had a guy's sense of humor. None of the small things really got to me. The only big annoyance was...her responsibility. Shy's job was to set an example for the youth group. She always had a trip to plan, lessons to gather together, meetings with kids.

"Sometimes I'm all they have," she'd say. Little by little, she was going to be able to say the same thing about me.

If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

I guess all a person can do is take a big breath, lie back, and enjoy the first sleep alone. After all, when you spend so much time with someone...you get attached.

Oh, oh,
Be my baby
Ohhhhh
Oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you

And if you give in to those desires, that feeling of being tied down, you'll realize something. Giving up something now for something you've wanted your whole life, doesn't always have a bad ending.

There now, steady love, so few come and don't go
Will you won't you, be the one I always know
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around You're the only one who knows, you slow it down

Almost in my own head, and as cheesy as it sounds, I knew we were gonna be ok.


Oh, oh
Be my baby
Ohhhhhh
Oh, oh
Be my Baby
I'll look after you
And I'll look after you

Because love can give you strength you never knew you had, love can also give you courage.


If ever there was a doubt
My love she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly

She was gonna be the person to stop me from doing something stupid, to find my dignity when I've misplaced it in my coat pocket, or even look under the couch for the remote.

Oh, oh
Be my baby
Ohhhhhh
Oh, oh
be my baby
I'll look after you

I couldn't shake this feeling of just...permanence.

It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own

I couldn't stop thinking about putting up with her.

Oh, oh
Be my baby
Ohhhhh
Oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you

And I couldn't regret two weeks.