The Gypsy And The River Prince

He was just some guy who screwed up my headcount sheet.
I mean, seriously, blue pen?!
Now, he's the guy I spend as many nights as I can next to, way too much time thinking about, and more than enough time confusing. He's the guy who I can have everything with. He's the man who made me believe in love at first sight.
I spent a great weekend with him this weekend, and I'm grateful for his patience. I will never stop being a Gypsy, it is simply who I am. I am, however, learning from this man that it really wouldn't be so bad to have a place to come home to. I'm learning what stability is, and what loyalty in personal relationships is all about. It hasn't been very long since we started dating- less than a month- but already, he's put up with a lot from me,and handled it quite well. I'm impressed with how smoothly he deals with me when my emotions get out of control. He keeps his cool, he doesn't let it get to him, and he's learning to not dismiss my feelings altogether, even when they come a little too strong to be completely rational. He's a good man. He shares my faith, and many of my goals, and I don't have to work too hard to imagine us making it through whatever comes our way. He keeps me grounded and teaches me about computers and parts of life I wouldn't have seen without him, and I remind him of what's important in life, and how to believe, and how to handle people a little more gracefully- and the benefits of doing so. We make a good team. Love is a battle I'm just not sure I'd want to fight without him.
He may keep his walls up, he may try to be tough, but he loves me as I love him, and he tries to keep me reminded of that. Nobody's perfect, nor is any relationship- but this is the one that I'm in, and the man that I'm with, and I really don't want any other.