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He still moans my name right before... nevermind.
He's still the only one who ever does it, and the only one who I can imagine doing it that immediately instantly turns me on immensely. If I were a guy, it would make me rock hard the second he did it, and I don't even think that's why he does it.
I gave up on Joe back in Atlanta quite some time ago. I decided that there was no way he'd ever follow me to Portland, and that I knew that's where I wanted to end up. I also kept feeling like he would never give in and date me, and would always be just as obsessed with his own self preservation and personal life maintenance that he couldn't bring himself to completely give himself to anyone else. (Sound familiar? I know.) He's stubborn, loyal, nerdy, cute, and has at least 16 different expressions he's capable of putting on that he knows will make me smile every last time.
I say, "I pass by Orange ballgowns and know that if we ever got married, that's what you would have made me wear."
He says, "No way. I'd want you to pick something yourself."
It literally left me speechless. Was he actually entertaining my girlish fantasies? Is he even capable if completely giving himself to someone, much less someone who's put him through so much crap while moronically thinking anyone else has compared to him for years?
I slip my rings off, leave them on the table, close my eyes and imagine what it would be like if I wait for him, work at this, and finally had him for the rest of our lives. What it could have been like if I would have just dedicated myself to him years ago.
I will wait here for years, silently patiently waiting by your side, waiting for the day you look down at me, take my hand, and say "I need you".
I know you have yet to ever need anyone, much less a girl like me.
But maybe one day you'll let yourself.
I told you I was your stalker, even if you like it. I'm determined to have your babies one day.
My husband says you're the Knight of Swords, and I'm the princess. I think in his world, that means he approves.
He's still the only one who ever does it, and the only one who I can imagine doing it that immediately instantly turns me on immensely. If I were a guy, it would make me rock hard the second he did it, and I don't even think that's why he does it.
I gave up on Joe back in Atlanta quite some time ago. I decided that there was no way he'd ever follow me to Portland, and that I knew that's where I wanted to end up. I also kept feeling like he would never give in and date me, and would always be just as obsessed with his own self preservation and personal life maintenance that he couldn't bring himself to completely give himself to anyone else. (Sound familiar? I know.) He's stubborn, loyal, nerdy, cute, and has at least 16 different expressions he's capable of putting on that he knows will make me smile every last time.
I say, "I pass by Orange ballgowns and know that if we ever got married, that's what you would have made me wear."
He says, "No way. I'd want you to pick something yourself."
It literally left me speechless. Was he actually entertaining my girlish fantasies? Is he even capable if completely giving himself to someone, much less someone who's put him through so much crap while moronically thinking anyone else has compared to him for years?
I slip my rings off, leave them on the table, close my eyes and imagine what it would be like if I wait for him, work at this, and finally had him for the rest of our lives. What it could have been like if I would have just dedicated myself to him years ago.
I will wait here for years, silently patiently waiting by your side, waiting for the day you look down at me, take my hand, and say "I need you".
I know you have yet to ever need anyone, much less a girl like me.
But maybe one day you'll let yourself.
I told you I was your stalker, even if you like it. I'm determined to have your babies one day.
My husband says you're the Knight of Swords, and I'm the princess. I think in his world, that means he approves.