He is the Love of my life


I do not mean to sound mushy. But there is something about him that makes me feel certain that throughout my young adult life (the first kiss, the childish romance and the heartbreak), all led to this moment. I love him. At times when I wake up beside him I am glad to have woken up next to this human being who heals me. All the fear I have had to live with most my life, he makes them all worth facing. He is amazing. He laughs at me when I mention how it is like we are connected, as when I think of something he then says it. When we kiss, awe yes I feel heaven. Nothing is ever forced with him. He is so gentle I always feel safe. He challenges me. I just love a man who tells me when I am wrong. I learn so much from him. He is so smart I always want to prick his brain because I never understand how he can know so much with his small head. Yes! We compared heads to see who has a bigger one.

I do not want to seem like a hopeless romantic. But I believe he is my real love. When we are running around laughing and playing, there is a part of me that wants to cry tears of joy because it feels so damn good to feel what this man makes me feel. He is supportive. At times I do not feel so confident about the things I do, but then he is always there reminding me that I am capable of anything, and I believe him. Although most of the time my pride gets in the way, he is patient with me. I love cooking for him. I promised myself that I will always go all out when I cook for the man I love and I am going all out for this man.

He lifts up my spirit. I cannot help but to fall in love with him every day. If he were to read this I want him to know that I love him. I appreciate everything that he does for me and I hope everyday that I make him happy just as much as he makes me happy. He is a miracle. I find him flawless. Every time he smiles I wonder if he has ever endured pain as he is the most optimistic happy person I know. He inspires me. He makes me want to be better and to do better. He makes me believe that real love is possible. And I have found it with him.

I love this man. I hope to God that we go as far as we both want. He is my real love. He is the only man I ever want to wake up next to in the next 80 years. He is the love of my life.  

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