If there’s one thing that will never cease to amaze me, it’s the fact that someone fell terribly head-over-heals for me of their own free will.
My boyfriend, who is pretty amazing and i love him very much, confessed that he fell hard the first time he woke up next to me, about a week after we became an exclusive couple. For a bit of back story, my boyfriend agreed to tag-along with me and my friend to her property in the middle of nowhere (also known as about 15 miles past Pueblo, CO). We thought it was going to be warm that weekend, even though it was late January.
He apparently fell head-first into love the first morning, after we had gotten to my friend’s house at around 11 and spent the next hour setting up a tent in the breezy dark.
Our 1-year anniversary will be in January, but this December will be a year since we met, but this will be our first Christmas together and I am eternally grateful for him.
When someone can look at a dry river and fill it with love
When someone can look at ruins and want to live within them
When someone can look at me, with all my cracks and scars and missing pieces…
Then that person has all the pieces of my heart
So my Lit professor made us write sonnets today (or try). So I want honest advice on it!
Wild things Tamed
Two wild things drawn together
One seeking freedom
One looking for adventure
Together they build a kingdom
Love grows wild in their hearts
Taming two wild minds
They knew they could never part
They were two of a kind
They live freely with each other;
Overflowing with happiness, passion
In love, they smother,
With no need to ration
He says I am perfect
And he sprung from my dreams
He’s there at the worst of times
His love is earnest
And we make the best team
Because, of course, we have the same mind
It’s supposed to be a Petrarchan Sonnet, not a Shakespearean, so please don’t look for iambic pentameter.