Less than three!
I have dated, and married, a lot of douchebags, losers, fuckups, jackasses, jerk offs, assholes and even a paranoid schizophrenic. They have lied, cheated on me, beat me up, treated me like crap, isolated me from friends, drained me of money, forced themselves upon me and doused me with lighter fluid trying to set me on fire, then stab me.
I was pretty fed up with boys.
One night, I saw a shooting star...so I made a wish. I wished for someone who would treat me, and my daughter, well and love me for who I am. I wished for true love. Seemed silly at the time.
Two days later, I began dating Brian. Brian, who had been my friend for about seven or eight years. It seemed like an odd pairing at the time. I know all our friends thought so. I'm sure many, if not all of them, thought we wouldn't last more than a couple of weeks. I wasn't quite sure how long we would go either. I really tested the limits of that, after having been through so many bad relationships.But he didn't run away. He stayed. And he loved me in spite of myself.
The love I feel for him is so much different than any other relationship I've been in. It's a deep love..an intense love. He is the love of my life. I love him even when he drives me so crazy I want to stab him in the eyeballs. I love him even when his snoring keeps me up all night. I love him even when he buys me glass dolphins for my birthday.I love him even though he taunts me with his freaky long toe.
We've had our share of bad times...we made it through them. But we've certainly had many more good times. I hope that we have years and years and years of good times to come. I look forward to becoming grey and wrinkly with him. He makes me a better person. I'm sure this all seems horribly cheesy..but I don't care. I just hope he realizes how much I love him. :)
I was pretty fed up with boys.
One night, I saw a shooting star...so I made a wish. I wished for someone who would treat me, and my daughter, well and love me for who I am. I wished for true love. Seemed silly at the time.
Two days later, I began dating Brian. Brian, who had been my friend for about seven or eight years. It seemed like an odd pairing at the time. I know all our friends thought so. I'm sure many, if not all of them, thought we wouldn't last more than a couple of weeks. I wasn't quite sure how long we would go either. I really tested the limits of that, after having been through so many bad relationships.But he didn't run away. He stayed. And he loved me in spite of myself.
The love I feel for him is so much different than any other relationship I've been in. It's a deep love..an intense love. He is the love of my life. I love him even when he drives me so crazy I want to stab him in the eyeballs. I love him even when his snoring keeps me up all night. I love him even when he buys me glass dolphins for my birthday.I love him even though he taunts me with his freaky long toe.
We've had our share of bad times...we made it through them. But we've certainly had many more good times. I hope that we have years and years and years of good times to come. I look forward to becoming grey and wrinkly with him. He makes me a better person. I'm sure this all seems horribly cheesy..but I don't care. I just hope he realizes how much I love him. :)