Yesterday Steve took me to drop off and pick up the saturn from the shop. On the way home, I stole a glance at him in the rearview mirror and smiled. I find him to be so attractive between his hair, his freckles, his crooked smile and the way he acts like he doesn’t notice people noticing him. I smiled because he is all mine and he has been for years now.
After dinner, he made me laugh so hard that tears streamed down my cheeks by singing in his best voice while trying not to squint. He twists the top off my beverages for me and carries me to bed when I fall asleep on the couch. I guess it’s not really fair all he does for me, but I’m not complaining. I know people who knew me before I was married would never guess I would stay married for over a month, but here we are, nearing three years and each month I like him more and more. I think I’ve realized I can not live without him.
Some people aren’t lucky like us.