In a box in my room
I found a lotta pieces of paper, full of poems
I found several notebooks, full of poems
I found the oldest year was written there, 1999
There is a name, name of a girl
(hahahaha, gotcha! :D)
*She is my husband's ex girlfriend when he was in junior high school. So many poems was written for her. Jealous? No! It's funny plus proud when I know he is writing poems for so long. And still keep it even though it was worn. I read and know he grows up with words.
Today is 1st month anniversary of our marriage. I'll make trails. For you, for us, for our life. I love you 'til the end...