A Matter of Trust
Now this is the way things should always be. I'm ensconced in my (fairly) neat and clean house with nothing that really needs doing and a book I've been wanting to read*. I just had a good dinner with my mom. I miss Grey only in a pleasant, anticipatory way, knowing he is right across town in his own lovely space doing his own work (currently, processing thousands of gay Mardi Gras ball photographs) and we will be together again soon.
In general, though talking to Chris yesterday wasn't easy, I feel better since than I have in weeks. We've been texting too, which is currently my favorite way to communicate. It's like the person I once trusted most had become this boogeyman in my head, but when I saw him yesterday, he was just my old compadre. I may not like everything he's doing, but he's still himself and I still love him.
Question for anyone, and especially poly people: What do you make of the difference (if any) between loving someone and being in love with them?
*The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. PLEASE DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING ABOUT IT IN COMMENTS.
In general, though talking to Chris yesterday wasn't easy, I feel better since than I have in weeks. We've been texting too, which is currently my favorite way to communicate. It's like the person I once trusted most had become this boogeyman in my head, but when I saw him yesterday, he was just my old compadre. I may not like everything he's doing, but he's still himself and I still love him.
Question for anyone, and especially poly people: What do you make of the difference (if any) between loving someone and being in love with them?
*The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. PLEASE DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING ABOUT IT IN COMMENTS.