Our Rebel Love Song

I’ve been with the love of my life for almost 2 years now- which is quite an accomplishment. There have been plenty of times when we could have thrown in the towel and given up on each other. But we didn’t. 

He’s given me so much- his time, his love, his heart- and maybe one day soon, his last name. It’s crazy to think that it’s almost been two years. But it has been. It feels like only days have passed since we first started going out. I remember the exact date and what happened on that day….It was August 10, 2014. I would know, because that’s the day I stepped on a pair of scissors because my sister was Christmas present wrapping in August. (don’t ask me- I have no idea why.) As I couldn’t walk around or do anything- I was on my bed. All day. So I thought to myself, “Why don’t I text Jack?” So I did. We talked for quite a while. And he asked me out. And we’ve been together ever since. It seems simple. 

Music is the thing that brought us together in the first place. Now, in 2014, I started listening to rock music. And it was out of the ordinary because out of all my friends, family, and everyone else- I thought I was the only one who listened to that type of music. I felt like I had a secret life and I loved it. Because it felt like my own. But on one Wednesday night in July- I found out that Jack liked the same kind of music. And I freaked out. I legitimately freaked out because I’d finally found someone that I had something in common with. I can actually remember writing it down. (when I was younger, I wrote down everything. xD). And that was the start of it all. Sort of. The start of our romantic relationship. Though it feels like much more than that.

I’ve known him since I was around 9 or 10. I remember the first time meeting him was on a youth trip to a gem mine. I’d seen him a couple of times-  but on that day, it was “best friends at first sight.” I thought he was the coolest. He had the most adorable freckles and I had a huge crush on him- not just because of the freckles. Lol. I sat with him on the ride there and at the pizza place we ate at. And it was a great day. I still have those gems that I got on that trip. 

So, yeah. He was (and still is-) my first love. I’d had a few crushes as a child that had come and gone. But I’d always liked Jack. Always. I’ve always gotten butterflies being around him. I’ve always felt safe around him. And that’s never going to change. I know our relationship will continue to stand the test of time–through ups and downs. Through good times and bad times. I will always love you, my love. Forever and always. 

I wouldn’t trade you for the world. 

Xoxoxoxo -Sally xx

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