The First Person
He’s the first person who is willing to give more of himself than I would, only because of what I’ve learned through my past…
He’s the first person who insists that I take care of myself first and made sure I didn’t worry about the well-being of our relationship while I do it
He’s the person to tell me that he wants forever with me and never made me second guess his word
He’s the first person to tell me to never be sorry about my feelings, even it wasn’t the same as his
He’s the first person to truly never make me feel guilty about anything
He’s the first person to tell me to make myself a priority and meant it.
Every other week, I cry because of the overwhelming feeling of love I feel from him. How did I get here? What did I do deserve my ideal life partner? I love this man and I have every intension to keep him.
When I’m trying to take notes but the professor is talking too fast
#latergram #thefeatures #lyrics #lock #padlock #love
“You turn me on to the idea of growing old.”
For #Valentine’s Day, Eddy got us a lock engraved to lock on the Shelby pedestrian bridge. I may or may not have cried happy tears that night.
Part of forward progress means pausing sometimes and getting off track sometimes and wandering around in circles and taking sixteen steps back because that’s what real change in real life looks like.
A day in the life
After a 40 minute commute home from a typical 8 hour shift at work, we arrive at our home at the same time.
“Hello, beautiful”, you say to me and our lips touch like we’ve gone weeks without seeing one another.
We go in, and hold each other in the doorway, soaking up all the love and warmth.
Settle in bed for a nap, but end up passionately making out, throwing each other around, proving our love to one another.
An hour later, we end up falling asleep wrapped around each like a human cinnamon twist.
You wake me with a kiss and tell me to keep sleeping while you fix dinner.
I lay there with my eyes closed and end up getting in the shower. a few minutes later you sneak in with me.
Looking into each other’s eyes longing. Kissing while the water runs the shampoo out of my wet hair.
This is too good to be true. This is what the movies portray, and I’m waiting for the conflict to arise.
But there isn’t.
It’s just you and me. Together. With love. It’s not complicated. It just is.
This is where we are and what we plan to have.
Nothing but love.