Valentine’s Series: Day Twelve: My One!
The pessimist in me could never let me go to bed happily if I said that I believe in the concept of ‘The One’ but it’s comfortable with the concept of ‘My One’. Wait; is this a case of double standards? Who cares, right?
In the past I may or may not have had more than one. A dozen, are you freaking kidding me? Who even counts?
Seriously, the year is 2015 who counts?
You know how everyone says that no one has only one anymore? How every good meal comes with a salad on the side?
You made it possible for me not believe that.
Nev, with you I don’t have to worry about the others
Because I am the only one.
The line ‘Competition is dead’ comes to mind.
In this case, it’s okay to count.
That only means that the eleven do not exist.
Words cannot describe how I feel.
Knowing that it will always be a no brainer
Because it is me.
You could have had anyone
But I am the one that got chosen.
Darling, you are the reason I wake up every day.
You make it easy.
This is me putting my heart on the line.
Baby, you’re My One!
How could you not be really?
Hugs & Kisses,
ehh. All. The. Feels!