A Piece of Ivanne

As I don't have much to do since Ive been diagnosed with a respiratory infection and my lungs are full of junk... I find myself in pensiveness. I never thought the day would come that I would love someone as much as I love myself and my family. Next year in April it will be 3 years since I met the man I call my boyfriend, Ivan Gomez. It is hard to believe we met each other at 21. The party phase of our lives. But I Have learned new things about myself everyday through this person and not all are necessarily good things ( I mean come on he drives me crazy sometimes and makes me frustrated to the point of crying or wanting to punch a wall), but they are all emotions. As it is good to feel emotion (good or bad). Because who are we without it? I am a bit embarrassed to admit I get butterflies in my stomach every time he comes to my door and every time I kiss him I feel protection and I could kiss those lips for eternity and still not have enough. Our weeks are full of bitching about school assignments, exams and trying to understand how to make it in this world to better ourselves and each other. Between the two of us, we have lived lots of life and have lots of experience in a bunch of aspects of life. I am in love with the fact of us and I am in love with everything that is in store for us. Sometimes as I drive in the good ol Jeep, I will find myself rapidly switching the music to a romantic song screaming at the top of my lungs, or smiling for no reason strictly because of the love I have inside of me and the love I Have to offer to someone else.