You make me feel

It was a Sunday afternoon and she was driving around the neighborhood. She hadn't talked to him in awhile and was wondering how he was so she called him. "Hey how are you?" he said. "I miss you." she said to him. Later that night they were talking on the phone and she sensed something was on his mind. "What is it, baby?" she said. He sighed and said "You make me feel." Neither of them knew just want an impact those words would have on their lives.

He was a gypsy, taking job after job and moving around the country wherever the money was. He never settled down, never let anyone get close to him. And he was content. She lived in the town she had grown up in, owned a house and had a good career. She had her life planned out, had plenty of friends. And she was content. Or so they thought.

What started as friendly emails, sporadic text messages and flirtatious phone calls developed into something more. They began to email all day long while they were at work. They talked for hours on the phone every night. They shared their goals, their hopes and desires. They shared their secrets. Neither of them were looking for what they had found with one another. They didn't know how it would work. All they knew was that they would make it work. They were in love.

She taught him how to feel. She taught him to care about someone other than himself. She taught him about love.

He taught her how to take a chance. He taught her how to soften her heart. He taught her about love.

The road was rough and the obstacles were many. There were many times that they thought it was the end. Many times that they wanted it to be the end. They couldn't seem to get it right. But they always had love.

As time went on, things got easier for them. The obstacles were still there, but they faced them together. And one by one, the things that seemed so big and out of control went away. They learned to rely on each other. They learned how to be a team. They learned to let love lead the way.

And the whisper on the other end of the phone that cold October evening was the start of a beautiful love, one that never ended.