Taking a deep sigh as if getting prepared for his long evening with his bored yet energetic housewife, he blurted out, "Write about me!" "About you? What can I write about you?" I left it at that but my mind had already started processing. Write about my husband? I was doubtful. Yes I have written bits about him in some of my posts, here and there, and yes once I even wrote about our wedding day! But I have never really written anything about our 12 years of marriage or the 5 years of courtship prior to that. It was just so long ago......
He walked upto me
And started to speak
I looked into his eyes
Were my legs going weak?
"I need your notebooks," he saidNo hint of a smile
I was his senior you see
My notes were the best around for miles
Thus started a friendship
Something more, I wasn't sure
The day he returned my books
We laughed some more.
The innocence, the charm,
The glory, the game
The confidence of youth
The name and the fame.
I knew that deep within
There was a heart put to test
With every word that I spoke
I could see it flutter and rest.
His childish ways,
His impish smile
His warm brown eyes
His scent divine.
Till one day when
I spoke my mind
"Shall we give it a try?
Will you be mine?"
They were the softest lips
That I touched with mine
My heart was lost
And so was my mind.
Thank you dearest husband for making me get over this 'writer's block!'