Wow.
He bought a house. He wants me and my kittens to live there with him. He wants to give this a shot - for real this time. No more games, no outsiders getting in the way of what we have - and have had for 10 years.
Wow.
So what about New York? What about the city and the life I've both loved and missed since the second I moved out of it?
Or should I just grow up and realize not to take us for granted anymore? Which I shouldn't. We've had a billion second chances. They've got to run out sometime, right?
These past few months have been really rough and I don't know what I would have done without him there for me. Him just being on the phone, listening to me. That's all I really needed. Just someone to listen. No advice, no harsh criticism. Just listening. He's probably one of the greatest guys I've ever known and even though I always complain about him I can't really see my life 50 years down the road without him. All other guys from my past, it's easy to get over. I just kind of make up my mind not to care anymore and usually within a month I just don't. But with him... I can never seem to do that. I guess that's what happens when you've known someone that's been so intricate in your life for 18 years. (Has it really been that long?!)
I have forever loved you. Even when there were other guys for me and girls for you. I have always felt deep down you were the only one.
But then I think I'm too independent for us. I've done the "attached at the hip" thing and I hate it. I feel insecure and annoying. I just need my time. And I really do feel like I need New York.
So... I don't know...
Where does that leave us?
Wow.
So what about New York? What about the city and the life I've both loved and missed since the second I moved out of it?
Or should I just grow up and realize not to take us for granted anymore? Which I shouldn't. We've had a billion second chances. They've got to run out sometime, right?
These past few months have been really rough and I don't know what I would have done without him there for me. Him just being on the phone, listening to me. That's all I really needed. Just someone to listen. No advice, no harsh criticism. Just listening. He's probably one of the greatest guys I've ever known and even though I always complain about him I can't really see my life 50 years down the road without him. All other guys from my past, it's easy to get over. I just kind of make up my mind not to care anymore and usually within a month I just don't. But with him... I can never seem to do that. I guess that's what happens when you've known someone that's been so intricate in your life for 18 years. (Has it really been that long?!)
I have forever loved you. Even when there were other guys for me and girls for you. I have always felt deep down you were the only one.
But then I think I'm too independent for us. I've done the "attached at the hip" thing and I hate it. I feel insecure and annoying. I just need my time. And I really do feel like I need New York.
So... I don't know...
Where does that leave us?