Just some shit...
At the moment I feel like "I got looooooove...on my miiiiind..."
Every morning I wake up expecting someone else to be there.
All I can think about is what he feels like and if it's as good as I think it should be.
These feelings are the reason I avoided taking these steps for so long.
The energy it takes is insane.
I might even feel better if I wasn't wondering but had concrete answers instead.
Every time I talk to him I want to say "Hey baby. How was your day? I missed you today."
But I don't feel released to say it.
It's still much to soon.
I always want to just say "I love you!"
I wish I could tell him.
I want him to know that he's my one thing and I want to be his.
When everything else is falling apart I need him to be the one thing I cleave to, and I just wish that I had the strength and time and energy to be that thing for him.
This is cliche as fuck.