Gone are the days where I can just get up and run from a to b and not even break a sweat...Hell now I can't even use the remote control without gettin' tired...fuck [followed by a disappointed head movement]
I miss you in shape body, why did you go the way of the Do Do...?
I’ve been with this girl for what has to be the best 9 months of my young life, and I can’t wait to see what happens with the next few. Because each and every time I get to spend time with this girl (which is about every 2 weeks; we live 259 miles apart) it just gets better and better. But what really amazes me is that from what I’ve been told by her, is that she feels the same way. Now as relationships go, there is no comparison between this and anything that I’ve ever had with anyone before. With every other person I’ve ever been with, my feelings for the individual slowly built up throughout the first half of the relationship or so and then it just pretty much leveled off. But with her I run out of words to quantify my love for her and that unquantifiable number increases with every visit. With her I can just be me and I can do and say things with her that I can say honestly I’ve never been able to say or do in front of anyone else. Hell I don’t think I’d even do this stuff in front of a mirror without being embarrassed. But that’s just what she does to me. She allows me to be the best damn me I ever thought I could be.
The only thing that worries me about this whole situation is that with a girl so perfect, is she really a girl? Or is she really an evil robot zombie that has been sent from another planet to take over the world one shy loving guy at a time.
I recently discovered that my ex has done emotional damage and it’s been very hard to overcome. I was with this girl for two and a half of the least remembered years of my life. You see I was in three major motorcycle crashes and sustained multiple head injuries as a result. Although I didn’t remember a lot of the relationship, I apparently remembered enough of it to remember all the things she put me through. She was a very high maintenance person who never seemed to be satisfied with anything anyone ever did for her. One of the problems with that is the fact that I’m a people pleaser, especially with the person I’m with. So I would give up a lot of my happiness just to try to make her smile and all I got in return was an argument about how it wasn’t perfect. Another major problem with it was the fact that I was told (by her) about how there were all these amazing guys that she wanted to be with. For example, we went out to dinner one night and before our food showed up she decided that it would be a great idea to tell me about this guy that she met, (who was from a long ways away) and how the plan was for them to go to the same college and after a few years move in with one another and live happily ever after. And I think it was completely reasonable to get upset about her telling me about this guy. And out know what I got out of it…that’s right, and argument, she got mad at me and threatened to break up with me. Looking back on it all I should have taken her up on her offer.
So here I am in the present, with the single most amazing person I’ve ever had the privilege to meet and I can’t get my past out of my head. It runs through my head all the time about her wanting something more because that’s what I had before. When in all reality she is everything I ever could have asked for and so much more. She understands about my past and its affects on me and she’s been nothing but perfect.
So I've always wanted to go out with a girl with the first name The and the Last name Man.
So the morning after a wild romp in the sheets with her the night before, I can tell all of my friends that I just spent the night sticking it to The Man.
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
Here I lie, shipwrecked on the island of life.
Castaway from all that I once knew.
Secluded on my emotional island, laying on a pile of thoughts and dreams.
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