Friday, December 18, 2015

12-18-2015: The Woman I Love

Hello everybody, my name is D.L. Dare. Welcome to my blog.

I have decided to challenge myself in 2016 to become a better man than I am right now; silent, dead end job, can't drive, and beginning to let laziness set in. So, to begin challenging myself, I want to better myself to fulfill my dream of being an author. I'm taking advice from a post on Writer's Digest to start off, to get into the habit of writing a large amount of time each day.
Now, I figure that my first post should truly show my skill at writing, to show my progress in my writing. The only way to do that, most would believe, is to write about something you're passionate about. Who/what am I passionate about? Simple, my girlfriend, soon to be wife.
My girlfriend have been on and off for the past two years. In love now more than ever, she and I discussed the possibility of marraige (Did I spell that right? There's no autocorrect on notepad). Although we've both been through a lot in the past two years, there's one thing that's always been constant: we've always been there for each other. Through thick and thin, at our best and at our worst. We had been together a year before she decided to end things because she had eyes on another guy. It hurt but I got over it. She and I became best friends. We were always there for each other, told each other everything, lifted each other up when we were down and made each other smile when we didn't think we could.
But enough about the time apart, it almost sounds like I'm not over it, although I am, it's just stuck in my mind.
Since day one I have had my eyes on her. Those beautiful brown eyes of hers that lit up everytime she smiled was one of the many reasons I fell in love with her. She is by far the most beautiful woman I've ever met. Meeting at the church we go to every Sunday, as soon as we began talking to each other we hit it off. I met her once again at Youth. I was the introverted man standing in the back, she the piece of joy up at the front of the room. We locked eyes once again and my heart pounded against my chest. Oh my, she was so beautiful....
TO BE CONTINUED... (My 20 minutes of writing are up)