So Blessed
I should be sleeping, but no matter. I said goodnight to Gregory a little while ago. Technically I've been a bad kid tonight. I didn't do my reading, and I kissed Greg even though I've got a sore throat. In the words of that beautiful boy, “whoops.” Abby’s not here, but I’m doing okay. I’m not sad or lonely, I miss her, but I’m okay. That’s a good thing, I need to grow up a little I suppose. Greg and I are going on our first official date tomorrow, although I suppose we’ve been on two last year as friends. One was for his birthday and the other happened because I had a mean craving for the Olive Garden. I nearly went by myself it was so bad, but having Greg with me made it a good night, and a turning point out of my sadness. I know that I went about things the wrong way, with cheating on Brent and kissing Greg when we were just friends and confusing everyone involved, but somehow this beautiful thing still came of it. As I look into Greg’s eyes or press my cheek against his face until our eyelashes touch I can’t help but cry out inside for love. I am so blessed! I am so blessed. Sometimes I find myself in his arms and just can’t believe I’m there. What did I do to deserve this? Absolutely nothing, and yet here I am feeling the warmth of another’s breath sitting next to me. I was okay for almost a year without this kind of relationship, but I wouldn’t go back for anything. Greg was worth waiting for. I’m glad I didn’t date just to be with “someone.” I might have missed the opportunity to share my heart with this lovely boy I call Gregory.