happiness hit her like a train on a track

Mar 20, 2012 09:03

About a year ago, during the darker days where I was miserably angry and hurt all the time, I wrote the following:
I just want to find love. Real love. The kind that requires compromise on both sides, truth, happiness, morning tea, singing musicals in the car, traveling to new places and feeling safe to be with each other, surprise apple pie and crisp fall picnics. Where fights don't end with me crying by myself in a closet, and love making is sweet and raw and mutual. I just wish I knew how to find my soulmate...but even moreso? I wish I had the self-esteem to realize that I deserve to find happiness.

I can say now, that I think I've found it <3

steven, boyfriend, love

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