As the seasons change ...

I’d just left your flat that Monday morning to start another mundane week at work. And as I turned the corner, I saw the pavement full of dried yellow leaves. Autumn was well and truly here. We were so hidden away in our little cocoon all weekend, we didn’t even notice how dry and windy it had been outside.

I guess that’s really the kind of relationship we have - lost in our own special little world, completely unknown to the world around us.
I still remember the first time we met, drinking wine on a cold spring evening, the last traces of winter still crisp in the night air. 

We didn’t even realise how that spring changed into summer, and now summer's given way to autumn.
And that’s what made those beautiful yellow leaves on the ground so very special - they were a sign of yet another change of season. A sign of how long we’ve been together.




A year ago, I was eagerly awaiting the end of the cold and lonely winter months. And now, I can’t wait for it to arrive. I can’t wait to cuddle up on the couch with you, drinking mulled wine by the Christmas tree, and watching re-runs of sappy holiday classics.



I can’t wait to stand outside in the freezing cold, with your arms wrapped around me, gazing at the fireworks lighting up the sky on New Year’s Eve, as we count down to the close of the most important year of our life.

And as the clock strikes midnight, I’ll kiss the man I want to usher in every New Year with from here on out....