Unidentified Flying Object

My tired eyes smile as i write this, This is not a tale or a fairytale. Its reality. The awkwardness of the first meeting, the unsure glances across a crowded room.

i recall the gaze that changed everything. He smiled & i smiled back. A 12minutes walk that seemed like an eternity.  Girl meets boy thats all that matters.

The reality of it is he's handsome & not shy; his style is not mine. He speaks his mind too often and makes fun of me more than i can grumble. Yet he's the nicest i have ever seen. He holds me and i am at peace . In his arms i feel the meaning of a true embrace and in his kiss  i feel like its Christmas in May.

Is he perfect ? Hell no, yet he makes me feel like there's only one of me in the world & i am for him.


He speaks my language ( mumble jumble) when i critically analyse  or over think simple things he asks where is my faith?

I dont know if i will spend all my tomorrows with him but i promise you all  that today there's no woman as happy as me to have the privilege of knowing him. He's my twinkle, He make me better & im so grateful to God that i met him in 2012..

Have a blast my dears & i wish you all Love that makes each day better.