Someone special

I'm a hopeless romantic. I'll just claim it. No use in hiding it and definitely can't win fighting it. So I embrace it, and let's face it, life's better when you're in love. It feels so good to be blessed by God above, entrusting me with one of his angels. Don't worry, God, I'll bring her back someday, but that won't be today because I'm having too much fun with her.

I love her. So much. And I might not be able to articulate the way I feel everyday, but I'll be sure to try because thinking about her makes me alive inside. And I'm sure that's been said before, but this is my first time really in love so please ignore how corny this may all seem but it's real to me. It's not just how she makes me feel, or what she says, or what she does, or any of that. I love all of that, but I just love her for who she is.

Her beautiful skin. Her amazing lips. Her laugh. Her cry. Her hair. I just love everything about her, and I never thought I would say it. Well, maybe I shouldn't say that, because I've always wanted to be in love, but I never knew that it would actually happen to me. It just seemed like an amazing theory.

Something that I could aspire to but never reach, but life's proven me wrong. It's blessed me with an amazing woman. Someone I can confide in. Someone I don't have to hide from. I can be myself. Don't have to pretend to be anyone else. She gives me help. She gives me hell.

We fight hard, love hard, and I'm okay with that. I needed someone like this, but I didn't know in what form she would come in. But thank God she came in the form of a beautiful woman.