—Written for my love, who will likely never see this, in an attempt to reminisce the start of our commitment —

A drunken night,
A silent joke,
An early morning,
A walk in the road,
A night of cards,
Another of chess,
(Hard to believe
That was your best)
A day in doors
TV blared loud
“I think you’re neat”
I felt proud
A Trip to the Getty
Swoon over fruit
Pasta and caching
Our first “I love you”




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