The start of something amazing, it’s never expected right? This story began earlier this year on the 20th of January 2016 @ Westminster, right next to the walk, alongside the bridge, facing beautiful tall buildings (some which were apartments). But wait, it started a little before that, let’s go back to roughly 2 weeks.
I met a woman, beautiful, a laugh which made a man like me extremely curious and a heart which would make an honest man out of me. We kicked off our relationship like typical “to fall in love” individuals; I was on one hand, curious and always attentive to her, whereas she, she was more shy, peeking around a corner at me until I looked over…but I always knew she would look, just that feeling that someones eye balls are prying your every move – it was the most adorable thing ever. But one day, between us was a structure like a square with computers around it – and I stood idol and stared at her for a protracted amount of time, wondering how such an amazing smile could have been placed on this earth? unfathomable i would say.
As days went on, a rare process to place – the process which is known as “flower from the concrete”. Our relationship, our love for each other, was not derived from a normal situation, rather a hardship which then formed a unbreakable and forever strengthening love. We went through tumbles, trials and storms, some which were natural and some which were of idiots roaming these planet like pigeons (inside joke).
That love now is something I would never swap for all of abundance in life – never.
The woman I love, kicked me in my legs once, giving me harsh pain in the mornings, which I shouted her name, upon placing my feet on my bedroom floor – as one would do so, after getting out of bed. However.. I got to admit, it was a well deserved kick… I tricked her into thinking we was going up the escalators haha!. Memorable moment.
There was a time when, I threw something at her, and she chased me around and around a shop floor. Of course the woman I love, back then was assumed a slow poke, but damn the girl could run haha, nearly caught up with me.
Now, 20th January is the moment which is something I would like to conclude this chapter with – the rest is memories not made for text or pictures. My love, you will soon read this and understand exactly what I meant here, and how much you mean to me.
20th January, bitter cold, peak of winter… Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr. We were both shaking in the cold, and hugging each other. Both so shy, and waiting for one or the other to make a move to show the other person that we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. Typically enough it was her that did, because I tried to play a smart move. Hugging me from behind, and then me turning around and looking into your eyes… the rest is history. Our history.
Read this carefully and let me know what u see in this text… only you will understand
remember the first time said “I love you” to each other?
remember all the times you called my “Lips” crusty?
remember the first time we to the “zOo”?
remember all the times we talk about our “Vision” together?
Remember the way say hello in cockney, “Ello”?
Last of all, it will always be me and “yoU”.