Apple Pie and Christmas Cake
Something about him feels like home. Like I just want to run to him and stay in his arms forever, because I know he'd let me, if only I'd have the guts to ask. He's asked me before, to just go and stay the weekend with him, so that we could just stay in and hold eachother for three straight days. Life, priorities, friends and children have kept us from it...maybe this is it though...he's just realized that me living in Portland isn't just a phase. He thought I would come back, but that's not going to happen. If I go back it will be to live with him, not to live in the same city. But he's having issues with the thought of committing because of his past relationships...well they aren't my fault and I don't want to miss out on him because of her...or should I say hers...bitches...I love him.