6 Months of Blood, Sweet Tears and Love.

Today is our anniversary, celebrating six months of love and challenges. It's been worth every tear shed for all the smiles, for a lack of some more distinct word/s, smiled, worth every bit of time. And as I sit here now I am saying this, not without knowledge of the entire thing. I, or rather, we are stronger than we once were and much more aware of each other and how each other carries himself or herself; this is because we have seen each other enough to respond empirically and accordingly. No doubt, it would take a selective hearing embecile to spend so much time without unraveling the foundation of their personality or learning, at least, the fundamentals of their partner; but there doesn't lie the hardest part. The hardest part is self-control or knowing what or when to say something, when the conundrum seems to be insoluble and binding.

Anyways, I'm taking away from what is right now and in front of me, taking away from the celebration at hand. We've been in love for 6 months, and never have I felt like more a kid than now--yes, I do know I've yet to be "of age." Stephanie has brought me knew perspectives, almost enough kisses to smother someone--that if anyone would endure them at once, they'd certainly be suffocated--, and a great feeling of being loved. And she is a person I can confide in and share my love with.
I love you Stephanie.