Got my kiss. Kisses. A whirlwind of them. Almost impossible now to look back and decide when/where/how we went from point A to point B, but here we are and my fears have vanished.
Always more questions. What does he want? How long can this last, really? It can't last forever, right? right? It's not as perfect as it feels, right? It never is. Happily ever after is just a Disney fantasy. Family-friendly porn.
All I know is I WANT it to last. I will do everything I can to keep it this way or better. To keep it safe, fun, easy, stable, yet exciting. Old and familiar, but new. But I am not expecting anything. I am not promising anything. I insist that we remain independent. If it lasts I want it to last because we are still enjoying each other, not because we need each other. Not Because we have to. Not Because it isn't worth the hassle to leave. But because we are better together.
Not tracking. Not exercising much. Or as much. Not gaining, though, so not panicking.
Such a week ahead. Hard work to be followed by a big reward.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
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