The Woman With The Little Blue Hearts

I never really thought that I would understand what it felt like to be happy. When I first started blogging I was a broken man who believed that my time on this earth would be spent wallowing in self-pity as I created manuscripts riddled with despair. But two years ago everything changed. I met you. And you became the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are the love of my life: the person that I would fall onto my own sword a thousand times over to protect. You are the woman with the matching little blue hearts tattooed on her ankles; a soul of beauty, compassion and intellect that leaves me weak at the knees.

When we met I was fractured; a horrible man hell bent on his own self-destruction. But from the very first time I placed my hands on your hips and watched as you smiled at me and tucked your hair behind your ears, I knew that you had stolen my heart. I should never have treated you so poorly. I should never have brought tears to your eyes.  I was a fool, but you helped me to become a man. You have always been so patient with me; even when I fucked things up over and over again.

I can never repay you for the kindness that you have given me. You have stood by me through the passing of friends, the chasing of dreams, and those horrible months when I thought that I was dying.  People often say that in their darkest days their loved ones walk beside them. But you never have. In my lowest moments you have carried me; you have been the blood that courses through my veins, and the sun that lights up my world.

You have suffered in silence for so long while I searched for happiness in all the wrong places, and for that I am sorry. I thought that becoming a literary superstar, or landing a new job would make me feel complete. But everything that I have ever needed has been right in front of me since the very first day we met. All I have ever needed is you: the woman with the little blue hearts tattooed on her ankles. You complete me. You make me smile, and you are the most important thing in my world. I would give up everything that I have, throw away my successes, and lay down my pen, just to hold your hand, kiss your lips, and hear you say that you love me.

I want to grow old with you. I want to become your fiancé, your husband, and eventually the father of your children. I want to watch as those little blue hearts fade over time as our years together pass. I want to devote my life to you, and spend the next eighty years repaying you for all the love and kindness that you have given me. I want to kiss you before you roll over and drift off into slumber, or hear you tell me that I chew too loud, or that my clothes don’t match, or that I need to start cleaning up after myself.

I want to give to you the happiness that you have given me. I’m tired of being a wolf. I’m weary of being an eater of worlds. I want to be the apple of your eye, and the man who stands proudly beside you while you achieve your dreams.

But talk is cheap, and actions speak louder than words. I have told you all of this before. So let me sink to my knees, or fall on my sword and swallow my pride. Let me show you that I want to be yours. Let me prove to you that for the rest of my life, I want to be the man hopelessly in love with the woman with the little blue hearts tattooed on her ankles.

Author: Chris Nicholas

Chris Nicholas is an author from Brisbane, Australia. He has published two novels, and is currently working on his third.

57 thoughts on “The Woman With The Little Blue Hearts”

  1. “I want to grow old with you. I want to become your fiancé, your husband, and eventually the father of your children… Let me sink to my knees,” – sounds like a marriage proposal. Beautiful thoughts, beautifully written. How wonderful to have such a Love in your life! ~ Peri

  2. Wow Brought tears to my eyes. You’re a lucky man to have the love of such a woman and she’s lucky to have someone who can write as beautifully and eloquently as you!

    1. Thanks Susan, that’s very kind of you to say. This post is an open letter of sorts. Unfortunately it’s about two years overdue. I’m not really sure why it took me so long to open up.

      1. Sometimes when we are going through trying times, it becomes difficult to express how we are feeling. I hope that your circumstances change and that you are finding your way out of the muck. Let your words be your light.

  3. Wow. This is so romantic. Now I wish I had someone in my life who would evoke such powerful feelings in me. You are really lucky Chris. Not just for having such a wonderful girl in your life but also because you appreciate her.

  4. For men especially, it seems so difficult to open up verbally, to become vulnerable in words. And yet, of course, that’s exactly what women want! And that’s what you have done here, in spades. Funny, just yesterday I wrote my post for tomorrow’s blog – all about a woman looking for a man willing to “talk” his romance. Well, you’re a great example!

  5. This is so sweet and well written. You’re both lucky to have each other. It did made me smile upon reading each words. 🙂

  6. Did you just propose for marriage in a round about way with breathtakingly lofty verbature?
    My heart aches, brimming over with literary fulfillment.
    Thank you and God bless your union

  7. Sounds to me like an offer a woman would seriously consider, including everything I would want to hear in a proposal for a life together. Extraordinarily, honest writing, Sir.

  8. Thanks for following my blog, I am now following yours. I will have to catch up on your posts. This very first entry I have read is simply beautiful. You write with such heartfelt passion and pain.. I hope life is good and love is yours.

  9. Your writing is Absolutely Fabulous. Which makes it even more of a Big Thing when I get a ‘like” from you!!! Thank you! and the whole struggle with commodification and the brilliantly named Seven Mundane Concerns….YUCK. Love is so much more important. And so much better for your writing!

  10. Absolutely beautifully written I adore this post and I felt every word that you have written and that I have read.

  11. Beautifully written ❤️ I can tell these are emotions that have surfaced after you may have already ‘lost her’ 💔 I would love to know, did you get the girl with the blue hearts back?

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