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Someone to watch over me....
Jan. 3rd, 2002 09:15 pmI've noticed a kind of trend over the past year or so, and it scares me a little. I've seen more of my friends break up than stay together. And the ones that are together seem to be, to a great extent, less than happy about it. At first, this made me worry about my relationship with my boyfriend - if these people, whom I respect and look up to, can't make a romantic relationship work, what chance do I have?
But the more time passes, and the more time I actually get to spend with him, the more I realize how truly blessed and lucky I am. I don't want to sound like I'm bragging, and I don't want to make anyone else feel bad, but I need to put down in words just how wonderful he is, and how he makes me feel.
I've got a sweetheart who cares about me, who treats me like a person, and listens to what I have to say. He's smart enough to carry on a conversation, but confident enough not to be intimidated by my intelligence. He tells me that I'm smart, and attractive, and lovable, but he doesn't get angry when sometimes I just don't know how to agree.
He likes a lot of the same things I do, but he has his own interests too, so we don't risk turning into one person. He's happy spending time with me, but he lets me have my own time, too. He knows how I like my tea, and doesn't mind making it for me when I'm buried under a pile of crafts-projects. He brings me flowers for no reason. He likes my cats, even the weird one who occasionally licks my shirt for no reason (like he is now). He can wrap me in his arms in a way that makes me feel like I am protected from the world, and at the same time strong enough to face anything.
He's not perfect, but gods know I'm not, either. Sometimes his patience and logic can frustrate the heck out of me, and I'm sure my crazy emotional outbursts sometimes set his teeth on edge. We both have our flaws, but we're managing to work them out together - which is another marvelous point. He thinks I'm worth working for, and that together we can create a healthy relationship.
I used to be jealous of my friends who were married. I thought that marriage was the definition of a happy relationship, and the endpoint and partner of happily-ever-after. But I realize now that the promises people make to each other, and in their hearts, are truly the foundation of a loving relationship. The rings and ceremonies are nice, but what I have now is just what I've always been hoping and searching for.
I love you, darling.
But the more time passes, and the more time I actually get to spend with him, the more I realize how truly blessed and lucky I am. I don't want to sound like I'm bragging, and I don't want to make anyone else feel bad, but I need to put down in words just how wonderful he is, and how he makes me feel.
I've got a sweetheart who cares about me, who treats me like a person, and listens to what I have to say. He's smart enough to carry on a conversation, but confident enough not to be intimidated by my intelligence. He tells me that I'm smart, and attractive, and lovable, but he doesn't get angry when sometimes I just don't know how to agree.
He likes a lot of the same things I do, but he has his own interests too, so we don't risk turning into one person. He's happy spending time with me, but he lets me have my own time, too. He knows how I like my tea, and doesn't mind making it for me when I'm buried under a pile of crafts-projects. He brings me flowers for no reason. He likes my cats, even the weird one who occasionally licks my shirt for no reason (like he is now). He can wrap me in his arms in a way that makes me feel like I am protected from the world, and at the same time strong enough to face anything.
He's not perfect, but gods know I'm not, either. Sometimes his patience and logic can frustrate the heck out of me, and I'm sure my crazy emotional outbursts sometimes set his teeth on edge. We both have our flaws, but we're managing to work them out together - which is another marvelous point. He thinks I'm worth working for, and that together we can create a healthy relationship.
I used to be jealous of my friends who were married. I thought that marriage was the definition of a happy relationship, and the endpoint and partner of happily-ever-after. But I realize now that the promises people make to each other, and in their hearts, are truly the foundation of a loving relationship. The rings and ceremonies are nice, but what I have now is just what I've always been hoping and searching for.
I love you, darling.
