Monday, August 5, 2013

What a Heart Looks Like on the Outside (Part III): Abby Marie

Babydoll-


Today is your day.

It is the second birthday of yours that I have had the luck to spend with you.  Whatever I have to thank for this time with you, I can't sing it's praises enough.


The definition of "magnificent" is impressively beautiful and striking.  I can't think of a better word to describe you.  Even now over a year into "us" I see you walk into the room and I am struck by your beauty.  I am still in awe of you.

You are my partner, something I never believed could exist outside of blood ties.  I am more "me" with you than I've ever been at any time in my life.  We talk nightly for hours about everything, anything, and nothing and that's exactly what I want to do because I'm doing it with you.  Your smile illuminates my world, your eyes lock mine into place and I feel at home.



I could (and am) write stories everyday about the way you make me feel.  Together there is no wall unbreakable, no obstacles immovable, and no way either of us will ever have to do anything alone ever again.

The road we took to get here was unorthodox to say the least, but Montagues were murderously embittered by Capulets yet Romeo found Juliet.  Throughout time the greatest romances sprang from unlikely places and sadly some do not ever find what I feel with you.  You're my June Carter.  My best friend.




All of my life I always felt I was looking for something.  Something better.  Something somewhere else.  I'd been around the world twice, yet I came back here still searching.  I began to believe searching was just what I did, what I was supposed to do.  Then, we found each other.

I'm not searching anymore.  I'm living.

Happy birthday, baby.  You are my partner.  My best friend and support.  My other half.  My infinite.  My heart.  I love you.

Forever yours,

-Me

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful blog post. So glad for you that you've found your other half and one that is making you live in the "now".

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