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I love you too.

Posted by February 27, 2011

Dear You,

You may not know it, but I fall in love with you all over again, every single day. Just 2 days ago you walked into the living room and started talking about something and all I could focus on was the fact that you were standing in my living room, talking to me, and goddamn is this real life? Are we really doing this? Seriously? It stops me sometimes and I think to myself, “Yikes!” and, “Holy shit!”

And then I remember that yes, this is in fact real life. And I love it. I’m glad you do too. What else do I love?

You waking me up a few nights ago with your hands. Gentle and soft to coax me out of my slumber, then more direct and pressing to communicate your intent. Even thinking about it now bring about that feeling of electricity running the length of my skin cells that I get whenever you kiss me. I tell you this often because I mean it; I love the way you feel. Physically, we fit together perfectly, and that feels better than anything else in the world.

But please don’t ever refer to my naughty bits as my “soft pocket” ever again or I’m gonna have to give you malaria. <3

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Be Still My Heart

Posted by September 16, 2010

And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you’re still here with me in the morning.

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Those bitches aren’t leaving until approximately 6 a.m.

Posted by September 12, 2010

Classic: ♥

The time you’ve spent tending to family matters recently has probably been satisfying and maybe even fun, but it’s definitely taken it out of you too. Even when things go relatively well, there’s an emotional component you just don’t get with friends or at work that can be a bit exhausting. It’s probably left you even more sensitive than usual, with your emotional nerve endings a little frayed. Take some time for personal renewal, doing whatever recharges you best.

Romantic: ♥

Try to check in with your partner about how they’re feeling–kind of a general checkup. You’re going to want to be sure of where things stand before you make any big decisions.

Youthful: ♥

You’re as neat as a notebook filled with graph paper today. Every square on those sheets has a purpose, just like every thought in your head fits together perfectly. Take this opportunity to analyze a relationship objectively.

Flirting: ♥

Going on and on about what’s on your mind might not seem interesting to you, but others are dying to hear your opinions. Don’t be possessive with your own wisdom–expect to learn something in the process of talking.

In other news, I’ve had less than 6 hours of sleep in almost 3 days. If those kids at the neighbor’s house don’t initiate their containment sequence in a location other than the backyard, I might have to pistol-whip a bitch.

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My Own Undoing

Posted by September 6, 2010

I’ve scorched my own plot of earth. These were my behaviours and choices. I lacked the foresight to see what I was so carelessly giving away.

Dear You,

I will never forgive myself for this. You may punish me for the rest of my life as you see fit, but you should understand that you are no match for the inner punishment I will inflict every time your ghost haunts me.

I fucked up and I’m sorry. My sorrow is more than you can measure. You are, and always will be, the one that I was lucky enough to be quantumly entangled with. You are the owner of that wavelength I was able to tap into and share. I will never get over this. I will never forgive myself and I do not expect you to ever absolve me of this sin.

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everything will be ok.

Posted by May 22, 2010

She asked me, “So this is the real deal isn’t it?”

Her words snatched me back to reality. I hadn’t even been talking. Just thinking. But she could tell.

Quietly, but with a smile on my lips, I could only respond with a nod. Then a giggle. And then a resounding, “Yes!”

And once more it sent my head swimming in the clouds.

I keep trying to explain the events of the last week to those nearest to me but every single time I try I have to back up and try to begin with explaining the events of the last 2 weeks. As soon as the words start pouring out I have to stop myself and begin again by going backwards in time more and more until I begin the story accurately at the place where it really started. Then I marvel at how hard and how long I fought this as my own personal battle because I now know that you were fighting too.

It strikes me that this whole time we were fighting the same war, for the same cause, with the same purpose, using the same rationale. On a battlefield, anyone watching from the sidelines would have sworn we were on the same side. Really though, all of this metaphorical fighting had us pitted against one another. I still do not fully understand which one of us decided to raise our white flag first. I still do not fully understand which one of us decided to ink our name on the peace treaty first. I still do not fully understand how all of this has come to be and I still do not fully understand why everything happened the way it did.

But I do know that I’m so glad the struggling and the fighting is over. I do know that I am glad to have finally surrendered. I do know that I am thrilled you did too. I also know that no matter what happens, everything will be OK. I know this because you said it. I know this because you wrote it down. I know this because with you, everything is right and nothing is wrong.

I place my finger on the cosmic pulse of the universe and ask, “This is the real deal isn’t it?”

Magic-8 Ball says, “It is decidedly so.”

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