It’s funny how three words can change your life. No not those three words. I love you isn’t some magical fix. If it were then I’d be married to my best friend of eight years. I loved that boy with all my heart. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t the right time or person. And He (God) knew that.
Fast forward ten years and here I am. I have this incredible boyfriend. He’s seriously incredible. He served my country. He makes me smile and laugh. He loves to cook. He may not be perfect but I think he’s perfect for me. Oh yeah I should say that even on his worst day I’m still so hella attracted to him. 😀😂
I’m still in. That’s all needed to hear. So like my beautiful boyfriend is going through some really fucking tough shit right now. The one thing I can do to help him I physically can’t do. And it fuckin kills me inside. I don’t think he even knows that. I feel other people’s pain way too much. Empathy? There has to be a better word.
So anyway he began to push me away. At first I understood, but then I lost faith in us. I was dealing with my own demons and for the first time in my life I needed someone else. Someone who couldn’t be there. I got scared. I got a little crazy. Okay I’m always a little crazy. I got a lot crazy. But he said I’m still in. That’s all I needed to hear.
-I’m standing here until you make me move. I’m hanging by a moment here with you. 💋💜