"nobody's ever loved me the way you do," he said, crying
he loves me
we spent the early morning hours of tuesday sobbing together
one thing i love about him is that even though it's really hard sometimes, he always, ALWAYS appologizes...even if i don't always deserve one.
and today, after sauvie island berry picking (preceded itself by a quintecential trip to powell's), he told me that we've been together for a long time, he just didn't do well with labels. and here i thought we just weren't together, period. he said i was his girlfriend. in the mirror, that we were quite a pair (or something).
i love him so much, and i know things will be okay with us.
unless something bad happens in the next few days. but still, i'll have these memories of wonderfulness. of him. of us.
he was happy today.
and he's even throwing me a goodbye party
but it's the other things that give me warm feelings
we love
we talk of being married, fondly. jokingly. but it's still talk
and all is wonderful
he is wonderful
i want it so bad to last
but that's probably too much to hope for
About Me
- satchel
- Heart in Portland, Oregon
- Some folks have what you'd call an "interesting blog." ...this ain't it. Nevertheless... I used to write. A lot. Now I don't, but this blog is one small way of keeping that alive. Also, I like to remember things that happen in life. anthro dork who sometimes hugs trees and lives in the past.
