You'd think this post is maybe about rocks, rock climbing, Hawaii, Simon & Garfunkle?? Mmm....nah...That's too original!
The island part is just me being goofy but the rock part, well...that's a different story.
A rock... We think about... Strong, sturdy, supportive, consistent, reliable.
Well, I don't have an obsession about rocks what I'm talking about is my boyfriend, Michael. About a week and a half ago, we celebrated being with each other for a year and a half. In that time, we've been through so much and have been able to push through it together. I can't say it was the easiest or funnest thing we've ever done, but I've always wanted him by my side in every situation. When we first met, it was like I had been cast into a fairytale. Here is my dream guy: a musician, singer, guitar player, a fan of Eddie Izzard...I was so lucky!! But I had no idea what else he had in store. He was the first guy to love everything about me right from the start. All of my faults, quirks, insecurities. He didn't care, He loved every single thing. He wanted me and all the things in the package. From the first time we met, we were inseparable. He's my best friend, my "go-to" guy. He's always there with love, support, and advice. I'm not always the best at telling people how I feel or the best at showing it. I'm not perfect and I make tons of mistakes. Thank you, Michael, for taking me as I am and holding my hand through my troubles. There are no words to describe how much I cherish and appreciate your selflessness and unconditional love. I learn from you everyday. You have taught me how to love in a brand new way and I hope one day I can become half the person you are. =)
You have been my rock and even though we have been through a trying ordeal, you were still my foundation when I needed it the most.
I love you, Michael. Happy year and a half! =)
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