Often, The Guy will catch me watching him. It makes him extremely uncomfortable. He's not sure why I'm looking at him and, most the time, I'm at a loss to explain it. But I love to watch him.
I love that I can look at my future.
It's the mundane times when I find him the most intriguing. The times when we are working together to make supper or watching a television show or playing with the dog. I look at each line on his face, the shape of his brow, the colour of his eyes, and I think "We're going to be old together someday." We are each other's future.
It's awesome to behold.
Whatever happens: good things, bad fights, easy moments or hard times, whatever await us, this is the man who will be with me when we face it. I will learn every part of him. I will know him as well as myself. He is part of me and, like a child discovering his own toes, I am facinated with him.
So, sometimes I stare.
I love that this post made me smile and nearly made me cry, and then, when I clicked on "comment" it said "Crap monkies say"what?"" and now I'm laughing.
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Aww. This is beautiful. Isn't this what everyone dreams about?
ReplyDelete*sigh* :D
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Creepy . . . I mean, stalky . . . ?
ReplyDeletesomeone has a staring problem!
ReplyDeleteI've had to tell my guy a few times that i'm not reading over his shoulder and judging his work when he is on the computer. i just want to be close, (and i'm usually fixated on the renegade unicorn eyebrow hairs or the chocolate eyes, not his typing.) here i thought i was being all sweet and silly, and he thought i was waiting for him to mess up.
Dude, I was eating. You need to have some sort of disclaimer.
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