Last night it really hit me how much I love my boyfriend. A lot of it stemmed from the delightful day we'd had. I'd met his family and I got on with them well. His dad was hilarious, and his grandparents were awesome. I don't think things could have got on better. We watched some Sons of Anarchy and after dinner with his grandparents, we went back to his place to watch Gran Torino. I laid on his lap during the movie, and eventually we just laid down on the couch together. The best part about that was how safe I felt. He was holding me tightly and I felt closer than I'd ever felt to him.
But when he started talking to me on the way home, that's when I felt it. When I heard about where he'd come from, and how bad it was, I wanted to cry. I couldn't imagine him going through that and I didn't want him to ever go through that again. I couldn't imagine him not being mine. And that's how I knew. That's how I knew I'd give long distance a try again. I can't lose him because I gave up. And I won't lose him. I hope.
We were joking last night and he was kidding around about having a mistress to take care of his sexual needs. This was of course after I threatened that the Washington women had better keep their paws off of him. That's when I told him if he does that, I get to have my own sexual needs filled in that way as well. And he just gave me that look, the no way in hell look. He tried to make the argument that it was different, because he was a man and I was a woman. I said, nope, it was the same. I think I safely warded off any mistresses with that comment. ;)
But when he started talking to me on the way home, that's when I felt it. When I heard about where he'd come from, and how bad it was, I wanted to cry. I couldn't imagine him going through that and I didn't want him to ever go through that again. I couldn't imagine him not being mine. And that's how I knew. That's how I knew I'd give long distance a try again. I can't lose him because I gave up. And I won't lose him. I hope.
We were joking last night and he was kidding around about having a mistress to take care of his sexual needs. This was of course after I threatened that the Washington women had better keep their paws off of him. That's when I told him if he does that, I get to have my own sexual needs filled in that way as well. And he just gave me that look, the no way in hell look. He tried to make the argument that it was different, because he was a man and I was a woman. I said, nope, it was the same. I think I safely warded off any mistresses with that comment. ;)
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