"In Love with a Nomad" 01/20/13 - 11/26/13

This was a poem I had wrote for my ex on our 9 months.

I met a guy named Tom in the beginning of December

It is a day I will be sure to always remember

The scent of his cologne, his beautiful blue eyes

The warm welcome of a smile, we said our "hi's"

The night started off with talking and one beer each

I had a feeling this boy would never be out of reach

We went back to his house and watched Crazy, Stupid, Love

Sitting on the couch we cuddled close, he fit like a glove

I had a feeling our first kiss would soon be near

It's amazing how a gesture like this I hold so dear

As the movie came to an end, we met face to face

He made the move, our first kiss, my heart started to race

A feeling rushed through me that I've never felt before

It felt as if my heart jumped out and started dancing on the floor

The night rolled on with daylight just ahead

I looked over on my shoulder, only to find Tommy's head

He lay there asleep, quiet, cute, in a dream

Only to notice he drooled on my shirt, which poured out in a small steam

I laughed to myself and thought how adorable this first date was

And I knew I had fallen for him, just because

The days, weeks, and months flew by

Just as I knew, I had fallen for this guy

Our love didn't come easy, we worked for it day in and day out

But I knew the connection we shared, was real, without a doubt

Our first home together was a little old shed

It consisted of a kitchen, living room, and my big old bed

We loved it. Cute, warm, our first little home

And cherished every bit of it down to the last bone

From that point on is where our journey began

I knew the experiences that would come would be done hand in hand

We quit our jobs and flew to Vegas on a whim

Hitched a ride to California on a drive I've never been

We stayed at his brothers house for 2 weeks straight

I fell in love with a little Puggle, named Fizz-gig, he was great

We booked a gig to drive a moving truck and car cross country

I never thought I'd be able to see parts of the West, all right in front of me

We slept on an air mattress on top of the truck

Honestly, I loved it, I didn't give a f**k

This boy was always so sporadic, a beautiful lust for life

He has the humor and whit like no other, sharp like a knife

As quickly as journey started, it had come to an end

Me being in Boston, while Tommy in Montana, with a friend

We had our moments where push came to shove

But I still have never lost my deep, true love

My boy has moved to Texas, we're 1,300 miles apart

I still have the same feelings for him, like I did from the start

Author's Note

There may be some grammar and or wrong word usage. It's my first poem I wrote, so its to be expected :)