I’ve been meaning to write about how it began, how everything has turned out great for me these past few months, and how he was there to witness it and be a part of it. I never thought trying to conjure a ‘happiness post’ that would suffice to describe what I feel would be this difficult.
I had always been so adept with words, but it is when I am with you that I seem to forget that there could be more creative ways of expressing my happiness and contentment than simply saying “I am happy and content.”
Before you, I have created prose of the things that I would tell the one I will love. Now that you’re here, all I can compose are silly puns and strings of senseless syllables. Sometimes, I feel a speck of shame rising inside me, as I have so often bragged about being quite able with words, but with you all I could offer was a set of onomatopoeia I have so ‘skillfully’ collected.
As much as I wanted to express my feelings, plus all the years of training taught me to write good endings and conclusions, I would opt to end this post right away. I won’t risk the provision of details, in a silly attempt to try and write something great, ruin the idea of me having difficulty with words because of overflowing emotions and feelings. *wink wink*
Yellow. You are worth the 22-year wait. :)