Better and better and better
Linds and I went out to dinner tonight with a group of friends. The meal, and her company, were delicious. Afterwars, we lied on her bed and talked about a great many things. Then we didn't talk, and that was very nice. It's been years since I've enjoyed a silence like that.
It is fitting, I think, that it is almost exactly one year since I realized I was in love with this girl.
I could go on and on here, about finding what it is that you want, about pain and pleasure, about purgatory and heaven.. but it's far too easy to get all emotional and philosophical and downright fucking msytical when I talk about this. When I talk about her.
Needless to say, all the shit that has happened over the past year, up to and including the four and a half months of living hell when she was in the arms of my best friend, were all worth it. This was worth it. And, given the chance, I'd go through it all again, several times over, if I knew that at the end of it all, I'd get the girl of my dreams. My heart's phantom other.
I could not be happier.
It is fitting, I think, that it is almost exactly one year since I realized I was in love with this girl.
I could go on and on here, about finding what it is that you want, about pain and pleasure, about purgatory and heaven.. but it's far too easy to get all emotional and philosophical and downright fucking msytical when I talk about this. When I talk about her.
Needless to say, all the shit that has happened over the past year, up to and including the four and a half months of living hell when she was in the arms of my best friend, were all worth it. This was worth it. And, given the chance, I'd go through it all again, several times over, if I knew that at the end of it all, I'd get the girl of my dreams. My heart's phantom other.
I could not be happier.