8 April 2012
I never really knew how it started. He liked my brown eyes and brown hair, and I liked his smile and his cowboy boots. Deep down, I loved him. Even though we were both with someone else, we were close. He was the one I went to, rather than my own boyfriend, and he came to me when his girlfriend broke his heart.
He knew me like no one else did. He understood me without me having to explain myself. We agreed. We shared. We laughed, and quickly fell in love.
My relationship with the other man ended, cleanly, and within a month I was healed enough to shyly offer the cowboy my heart. He took it, and offered me his own in return, which I have kept safe ever since. And here we are, five odd months on, with no disagreements behind us, and a bright, if a little daunting, future ahead.
November 26th 2011 • Opuss № I