I fuckin love you.
That is all.
Are there answers for every question, quandary, and musing? Right now I would trade many answers for just one.
How can I make this work without leaving one of us unfulfilled?
I ran into it today. It’s mind boggling how ridiculous some people can be, even when you approach the situation as amicably as possible.
For these people, I have no patience nor time.
How do I know my love is amazing?
She fought tooth and nail against me trying to buy her things.
I’m not talking, “Hey I’m getting you Christmas stuff” “No thank you!” I’m talking “Hey I want to get you Christmas stuff!” “You better not! I don’t want it! I’ll burn it if you do! Don’t waste your money just to watch it burn!”
The gifts should be there soon.
The word is out.
Your life didn’t end.
Quite contrarily,
its about to begin!
You accept me as well. My highs and lows. I am only myself, and you claim its something amazing. We are defying odds. You know I worried it was all a dream. I told you so. This IS real.
Two months is but a drop in the ocean, and yet these last two have flooded me over with emotions. We’re both scared. All manner of obstacles attempt to dissuade me, but I forge ahead. I push them all out of my way; I climb, swim, jump, run. Whatever it takes to keep close to you. I will not be halted by insignificant details such as distance. This IS real.
If you were to crash to earth(and I didn’t catch you), and your body mangled(if I didn’t fix you up), your heart crushed(if I’d dare let it even falter), or your soul maimed(If I couldn’t trade places with yours). If not for accepting your need and wont for caution, there would be zero hesitations on me taking action. You aren’t imagining it love, this IS real.