Monday, December 7, 2015

...and one day it began

Today, I was spending too much time on the internet...as usual.   I came across this article and couldn't help but to think about how cute this interaction was- it brought me to tears.  It also made me think of you and how I have spent all of these years failing to appreciate you this way.  Sure, it would be easy to just move along and think to myself "ah, but someone else should do that" or "someday someone else may do that."  But today was different.  As it turns out, if you want something done right- you've got to do it yourself.

For far too long, I've failed to notice you the way that this man did for his wife.  That's a fact that hit me right in the feels.  I had stopped noticing the sparkle in your eyes, or the shape of your lips.  I'd forgotten to notice how absolutely stunning you looked in that tight red satin dress you wore last night- or how you planned everything down to the last detail on a moment's whim no less.  My god, woman.  Even your undergarments matched your outfit exactly.  That lipstick on your full, pouty lips was exactly the dramatic "pop" your outfit needed against your porcelain white skin.  Your date for the evening was a lucky man indeed.  However, not as lucky as I am: to be able to call you my own.

So today, when I saw that article on the internet something changed.  I decided that I can no longer wait around for someone else to do it.  I will no longer pass the buck to someone else to appreciate and love this amazing woman for exactly who she is.  You deserve to be loved, my dear and I am going to do just that.  And I am going to make sure that you KNOW. EXACTLY. HOW. MUCH.

Because now is your time.  I love you, my darling.

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