I never would have believed that I would become one of those hopeless romantics. But here it is so many years in to my marriage and I am one. I am hopelessly romantic. I go for all the cheesy sappy stuff. Romance movies, flowers, poetry, music, candlelight dinners, giggly everything. Maybe it helps that I am hopelessly in love. Maybe that's the biggest factor of becoming a hopeless romantic. Either way, the lobster turned me in to something that I never thought was possible for me: I am girly. I like pink. I like to dress nicely for him. I worry about what he thinks. I giggle and behave silly when he's around. I am hopeless! I am all the things that people usually are before they get married. Mine just showed up after.
I love him so much more than I know how to say. He is SO dreamy! :)
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