Love is in the air

Im sitting in my living room, no music, no tv, just the sound of my boyfriend sleeping... and im all smiles. His butt crack is hanging out and that just makes my smile even bigger.. as cheesy as that sounds. His cheeks smashed against the pillow, making his lips kind of pucker up, just gives me the sense of comfort in my belly, and the fact that this man is all mine, makes life seem worth while. I love him. i couldn't imagine my life any more perfect then at this exact moment.. butt crack and all. He has no idea how much the love we share actually means to me.

-- this is where i get off track and justify why it means so much--

As a girl with "daddy issues".. i feel as if i have a grip on what it takes to have a healthy, meaningful relationship. I couldn't tell you why in my past i couldn't hold on to one guy for the life of me... boredom? test driving? i don't know.. i have no explanation for that time period. All i know is that either maturity hit me like a speeding bus or it was him. He brought me down from my freedom high and slapped reality right on my face. Im thankful for that.. its what i needed. But for the fact that I KNOW.. that I ABSOLUTELY KNOW that this man is who i am going to marry and spend the rest of my life with, just blows my mind. I have never felt so right or so sure in something my entire life. And that's where it gets so deep, that i know.. i know in my heart that this is the right thing.. that this bitch slap of reality opened up my eyes to something that's beyond me.

with that said.. I'm proud to be his girlfriend, im proud to call him mine and more than excited to build a life with him.

all smiles,

amber