Three Year Anniversary

For my entire life I have had two parents that put a lot of work into their marriage and received quite a bit out of it. When they emptied their nest and released me, their last baby, into the world they continued to love one another unconditionally. They are the only two people I have ever met that can live together, work together, and still wholeheartedly love each other and put the other one first. This isn’t to say they are the ONLY ones, just the only ones I have personally known.

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Due to this wonderful relationship that has been displayed for me I have always looked for that one person that could complete my life in the same way. Every time I dated someone, if I knew it wasn’t there I would quickly end it and continue searching for the boy I hadn’t met yet.

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Then in July 2006 my best friend, Kayleen, and I were at Starbucks in Medford, Oregon enjoying the summer air. Jason, a boy from the mill Kayleen and I worked at, was inside with his friend Hugh and he accidently locked eyes with Kayleen, who knew him. Hugh urged Jason to go out and talk to her because, well, Kayleen is freakin gorgeous. Kayleen introduced us but Jason couldn’t remember her name so he kept trying to make a quick get-a-way. I finally told them to sit their asses down and talk for awhile. They were going to see Pirates of the Caribbean(the second one) that evening. I have to admit I don’t speak much when I meet new people but the main reason I didn’t talk much that night was because I was a little shy and Jason was making me laugh so much. I could hardly breathe! Kayleen and I talked about him over the next week. I told her I had a little crush on him but I kept calling him David for some reason.

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Later that week I found him on Myspace, and found out he was a huge AFI fan. In fact, they are his favorite band. I asked him to burn me their new album. He didJ Then we began talking online and decided to meet up at Starbucks again and quickly became friends. On August 4th, 2006 we bought our tickets for an AFI show and kissed for the first time. We hid our relationship at work and would meet afterwards. It was our little secret and so fun:) We could spend hours upon hours just talking. I had never felt so important.

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Before we knew it, it was time for me to leave Corvallis and not long after he would be moving to Eugene. Our summer of love would be cut short. The last night I was in Medford he called me, and told me to go to our Starbucks, order my favorite drink, and then call him. I went up to the counter and ordered a Green Tea Frappacino. The girl at the counter asked me if my name was “Haley.” “No,” I replied, “my name is Kylie.”

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“We have something for you,” she said before disappearing behind the counter. She reappeared with a huge bouquet of Casablanca lilies(my favorite) and a note along with ten dollars to pay for my drink. I still have the note but I don’t even have to look at it to tell you what it said.

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“Kylie, did you really think I would end this at Starbucks? Puh-lease! Grab your flowers and drink, and bring your cute little butt over to Bear Creek Park. Call me when you get here.”

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I quickly and safely rushed over to Bear Creek Park where Jason was waiting with his bass, another bouquet of lilies, a CD he had made for me, a song he wrote, and a picnic. It was by far the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. We laid in the grass, ate yummy food, and talked til the sky turned purple, and eventually dark blue. At 10PM we heard a weird noise and before we knew it the sprinklers were kicking on and showering us in water. It was like a dream.

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We weren’t ready to say goodbye yet so we drove around until it was late. He kissed me good night and got out of the car.

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Three years later and here we are. Even as I’m writing this I am looking around our apartment. We used to have things that were mine and things that were his but now so much of it is “ours.” We have worked so hard to build ourselves a life and I couldn’t be more proud of us. This isn’t to say it’s easy. No no no no. Someone eventually screws up, you take things out on one another, etc. Luckily in our relationship Jason can ALWAYS tell when something is bothering me so I am forced to give it up against my better judgment. Communication and letting the small stuff go has been the key to making this work as well as it has for this long. He is my best friend, I can tell him anything, he has made me feel so very important and has always been there for me. Jason I love you! And can’t wait to see what our future holds.

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“Love is” By Kylie Keppler

December 17, 2007

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Love is...
Patience, passion, and trust
Sweet kisses with a little lust
Jealousy is a guarantee
Sadness will wear on me

Love is...
Impossible to count on
Difficult to find
True love is rare love
And requires precious time

Love is...
Beautifully spontaneous
All at once, overwhelming
You'll question it's purpose
And eventual belonging

Love is...
Saddened by the day
And doesn't like to be bound
If it's lied to
It won't stick around

Love is...
Invisible
Powerful
And exists...
Only as the soft glow between two,
Me and you
It's always a day late,
Thanks to fate
But given the opportunity
It's so worth the wait

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“My Winter Nights” By Kylie Keppler

March 11, 2008

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My winter nights are long and restless
Til you find me, scoop me in your arms
My heart will blush, my blood will rush
As the moon dips behind deep rain clouds

Touch my cheek with one sad tone
I crave an emotion to call my own
I don't want to control, or be controlled
Your trust is worth so much more

Plant sweet kisses along my skin
This place, this time and space
Is the scene I look forward to most
Painted so beautifully on quiet, night canvas

Long, thin legs curl around blankets
A simple touch can say so much
For once, I feel I can remain silent
And simply embrace us, in dark, blue rays

Thank you babe, for being there
To kiss my fingers, neck and hair
Thank you for your gentle reassurance
I'll do my best to show how much I truly care

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“A Girl’s Heart Is Mended” By Kylie Keppler

February 15, 2009

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Staring at a lonely writers desk
Pondering a way to ease my rest
My heart is pumping at it's best
Nothing mattered before 2006

Before we met my soul would scream
My sad poems took up a whole ream
This life was worthless, it did seem
Nothing mattered before 2006

Bad memories filled this head to rim
The spark in life began to dim
Aching touched every last limb
Nothing mattered before 2006

Now our love fills each dusty room
I hope one day to call you my groom
Time is irrelevant whether later or soon
Nothing mattered before 2006