Not much has changed on that level in these last nine years, really. He still makes me smile when he enters a room, he still knows how to make me laugh, he still understands me when I have a bad day, and he still puts up with all my ridiculousness (which is a lot -- ask around). You couldn't ask for anything better, and I'm the luckiest fella in the world.
This post was harder to write than I expected, mainly because when you write feelings down, they start to sound a little saccharine. This is truth, though: I love T for everything he is and will love him forever. Happy anniversary, T.
So, bloggerfriends, you may not know that I dabble a little in poetry. I don't share it often, but I wrote something that I think describes my feelings for T pretty clearly. I hope you enjoy it:
Look at what's happened to me,
I can't believe it myself.
Suddenly I'm up on top of the world,
It should've been somebody else.
Believe it or not,
I'm walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free-.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it's just me.
It's like a light of a new day-,
It came from out of the blue.
Breaking me out of the spell I was in,
Making all of my wishes come true-.
Believe it or not,
I'm walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free-.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it's just me.
