Eleven Months, One day

Jake and I have dated for about a year, but we’ve only officially been together for eleven months and one day. Officially, I mean of course, as sharing our first kiss…in the parking lot of Charlie’s, a gay bar in downtown Denver, but that goes without saying that this relationship has been the best relationship i’ve had amongst the longest.

The only other relationship that could even amount to half of what this one is, is the one I had with my ex-girlfriend, Cynthia (then known as Greg until the beginning of this year when he became a she with the full surgery)…and though Cynthia still remains one of my dearest friends, Jake has surpassed what Cynthia and I had by quite a bit.

It’s ironic that Cynthia was my first, and I was Jake’s first. I never imagined it would turn out like that, but I would most definately do it over again. And though our relationship has barely even taken off, I feel this is right for me, for us (even though I do bitch and moan daily to my friends about it, I wouldn’t have it any other way).

I’ve tried to imagine my life without Jake and I see it as a lonely world, filled with me sitting on my arse, iPhone in hand, scanning YouTube and persisting with my Twitter addiction…much more than I do now, that is. With Jake, I’ve got someone other than my friends and family to live for, I’ve got the world.

And as I was on Twitter, putting in my load for #musicmonday, a song popped ip on someone elses playlist. Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts. Jake’s and my song for the moment. I re-downloaded it to my iPod on a whim, feeling guilty that I haven’t done it yet an have waited for months to actually bite the $1.29 price bullet and actually do it.

I remember te night I picked it as our song. I was on te back porch, listening to Slacker Radio on my iPhone, and it cane on. I clung to every word as if it was written for the both of us.

Jake; never having a girlfriend, all his dates ending in catastrophie, then holding on and finding me after his 26 years of life. Then me; in relationships with Ross (the hopeless romantic), Cynthia (the punk rocker), Brandon (the sex addict and tattoo shop/recording studio owner, heir of Glidden paint), Brian (the sailor) Mahaya (the Aussie), Quinn (the Marine), all of them, lasting the 6 month curse if not a week or two, before drifting off into life’s abyss before finding Jake (the cowboy) and feeling able to settle down. God my life reads like a tarot card system. Haha.

Anyhoo, Bless the Broken Road. See?perfect for what we have, and perfect for what we will continue to have.

I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn’t see how every sign pointed straight to you

[Chorus:]
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I’d like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You’ve been there you understand
It’s all part of a grander plan that is coming true

[Chorus]

Now I’m just rolling home
Into my lover’s arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you.

I love you Jake Johnson.

<3,
Xoxo

August 24, 2009. Tags: bless, boyfriend, broken, love, rascal flatts, relationship, road, song, The. Boys Boys Boys, Cooties, Life (and it's baggage). 1 comment.