boyfriend

this is something my boyfriend wrote about me on his creative writing final. he got so off topic an i think its the cutest thing ever. it makes my love him even more if thats possible. 

There’s one piece that I like to talk about in specific detail as I write this reflection and that would be the poem I wrote about my girlfriend Sophia. (Flashback ensues), dating back to the crisp fall weather of Boyle stadium for a football game against Bridgeport Central I believe, I was hanging out with my friend Greg, who was supposed to meet up with his girlfriend at the time, who goes by the name of Angela. I didn’t expect love to come walking into my life that night but I did, and it came very fast, and very unexpectedly. When Angela arrived, she was with one of her girlfriends, who happened to catch my eye at the time. I whispered to my friend, who grinned when he heard me ask him who that was that was with his girlfriend he told me her name, and that name was Sophia. I loved the name instantly, its so sweet and innocent, it sounds warm and inviting, like a soft lullaby. Sophia was 5’ 4’’ probably and she stood there with her hair shining in the Boyle Stadium lights, her face so soft, sweet and silky smooth, her eyes brown, such beautiful eyes that I could go swimming in them, getting lost, her smile with her teeth so white and her dimples from cheek to cheek, all made me melt instantly on the spot. I’ve had a few relationships of little meaning that I do not wish to speak of prior to this encounter of such a lavishing looking girl, and those relationships did not show me what it is like to have someone that you care about in your life. I walked up the steps of stairs with Greg getting details on this girl, he chuckled as I continuously asked questions about this girl that I did not know. When we all sat down, I sat next to her, not saying much at first, but gradually striking up a conversation as the night progressed. When I thought it was just the right time, I pulled the ol’ hand around the shoulder trick, and I continued to converse with her, (although she tells me that she did not know what was going on at that point). When the game was in the latter stages we took a walk together, and sat down in a more quiet, secluded area so that we could be together. It was cold that night from what I remember, and I told her that my hands were cold, (she still laughs at me for being so cheesy to this very day), but when she let me hold her warm hands for the first time, I became deeply entangled in this spider web of love she had laid upon my heart. When it was time for her to leave, I became alarmed, not knowing that the time had flew by, I asked her to hold on for a second, I asked for her phone, and I stored my number in there and I got her number as well, and then she departed. This brings us back to the present day, where yesterday was our seven month anniversary. But Sophia has truly showed me what it is like to love and care for one particular person as much as I do for her. But as I have totally gotten off track on this creative writing reflection, I can say that the piece I have written about her was probably the toughest, most challenging, and the piece that I am most proud of all wrapped into one because it shows my true feelings for her on a piece of paper, and that’s all I like to write about, I like to reveal who I truly am behind the funny, laid back, out going mask that I figuratively wear when I walk into room 206 for Ms. asdfghj 6th period creative writing class.