Day 23 — The last person you kissed

I love the way you love me.

There was never a time that I did not belong to you, I can admit that now.  It chills me to my bone to say it aloud but the truth will set you free.

I think back to that first kiss so long ago and I am amazed that we are where we are today.  I did not think it could be possible, no for me – not for you –  not for us.

I may not be the girl you met then, but it makes it simpler in some ways.  You are not the boy you were then, but that makes it simpler in some ways.

We’ve been through a lot and there is more we will encounter.  I know that it can be done, but it frightens me all the same.

Many things frighten me but you already know that.

I love that you appreciate my sense of humor, and that you do not judge me.  That I can be brilliant and stupid within seconds of one another and you appreciate me just the same.

I am thankful that I can see myself through your eyes.  It gives me the strength often to see myself that way, and be that way when I would tell myself typically no.

You get my jokes.  For that alone you deserve a medal.  My jokes are bad.

You make me smile when my smile is gone, you make me moan when my moan is gone, and you complete me.

I remember the first time you ever wrote that, how angry I was and how I screamed at you for tossing cheesy lyrics from bad Tom Cruise movies at me.  I remember the stories you wrote for me and how I threw them in your face that afternoon.  I remember a lot of things, as I am sure you do as well.  I am simply thankful that we are allowing ourselves this time right now and not living in the past.

Your kiss is something that can not be duplicated.  I touches my soul every time your lips touch me. 

Our power together is unmistakeable, undeniable, and incredible.  Who else besides the two of us could explain thousands of years of evolution in 2 sentences.  If I am a genius it is becuase I am standing next to you.

Yes I was created for you and you were created for me.   So that we could have this moment in time.  I would not give it up for anything.

For the record? I was not flirting with the waitress & I did wash my hands. 

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