60 and in love.

"What does it feel like to be 60 and in love?" I think the question needs an answer. This is not a true story (at least not necessarily). Read to find out the story of this woman and her forever. It goes something like this: "Routine and magical. We've only been together since I turned twenty-eight but I could swear even..."

It is really obvious why.

The first time I ever dated someone, I was often asked this question: "Why do you love me?". I didn't have an answer then but I do have a new perspective now. This poem isn't for that first someone but it is based around her question. We all get asked the same question and I hope to answer some of them. Read: "It's really obvious why. Because like moonlight, you made my scars beautiful. You tasted like burning scotch..."