Sep 28, 2002 17:18
The man I love says things like "cords are a way of life," when I complain about the mass of snake-like cords behind our desks,
and then he adds "afterall life begins with a cord."
*smile*
The man I love doesn't get angry or upset in any way when I spill things. He merely smiles, and says "it doesn't matter."
But when I call myself stupid or clumsy, then he gets upset.
He's different than anyone I've ever known, he always was. From the moment we met he thought I was better than anyone else, including me, thought I was.
I've put him through hell over the years and we've almost lost each other a few times, but tonight something I saw made me realize how fortunate we still are.
We got lucky for real.
And I wouldn't change a moment of it.
Even though part of him belongs to the world now, his heart will always belong to me.
I love you Jon.
And I am not always going to take so long to write or write such personal mush.