the conversation i never get tired of
we often revisit how we got together...friends first, for a long time...never would have crossed the line if neither of us had broken our "always let the other person make the first move" rule...both weren't looking for a real relationship at all for the first 6 months...especially me.
Tonight, he asked: "what changed?"
I thought...tried to remember how the tide eventually turned in my heart. "you make me happy. I didn't expect you to make me happy."
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Earlier, a new piece of the puzzle.
What did he think of me then, which prevented him from liking/moving in on me..."I thought you were innocent, immature, and you hated men boys."
Immature? Yes, by the way you talked and the way you blogged.
...hours later, I look at my blog archives. I take offense! I wrote rather coherent and thoughtful entries in that year. Sure, there was the occasional post celebrating my nightlife exploits, but I also analyzed what I really wanted in man, and it wasn't so different from what I value today. And I wrote about lots of other things too. I daresay, I was interesting. More interesting that I am today.
So I repeat: I take offense!
Tonight, he asked: "what changed?"
I thought...tried to remember how the tide eventually turned in my heart. "you make me happy. I didn't expect you to make me happy."
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Earlier, a new piece of the puzzle.
What did he think of me then, which prevented him from liking/moving in on me..."I thought you were innocent, immature, and you hated men boys."
Immature? Yes, by the way you talked and the way you blogged.
...hours later, I look at my blog archives. I take offense! I wrote rather coherent and thoughtful entries in that year. Sure, there was the occasional post celebrating my nightlife exploits, but I also analyzed what I really wanted in man, and it wasn't so different from what I value today. And I wrote about lots of other things too. I daresay, I was interesting. More interesting that I am today.
So I repeat: I take offense!