This new relationship has just been wow, even though it's not quite so new, the history is there. I remembered how we idealized those moments where we were laughing as the weather turned warm signaling the approaching summer. I don't remember anything about what I learned in any of my classes, algebra...history..science..all lost to me or the important world events that had taken place during that time. It was just him and me that consumed my memories. Things were great, there was no fighting or arguing, just passion and this magnetic connection that kept us hooked that spring.
It was anyones guess why I left him in July and never looked back. Simply because I didn't want to be contained. I wasn't mature enough. I wanted my freedom, freedom got damn't... and to explore. I was already feeling the need to escape. He had no idea. It was over for me, even before he had a chance to be warned...
Then I met her that summer, my knight of cusp in shining armor, and I rode on the back of her wave of romantic idealistic bliss and found something grand that swept me off my feet for a while. She made me weak in the knees and gave me this falling sensation. I didn't care who saw us. I wanted to be with her. I never got a chance to run. I didn't have a chance to run , because before I knew it, we had to part ways. I was shipped back off to Chicago, and she, to Ohio where we never saw each other again, and I'd think about and imagine the moments we could've had together laying next to each other and filling that empty space in between with another human being. That's when I knew I had to leave him. We talked and had something long distance, but that faded away, and then the memory of her and that short time we had together stayed vividly in my mind and so it was the same for him. It was all I needed. During those months together between him and I, I remember everything disappearing and the months were hours and the days like minutes.
We're starting over. It's a new chapter and finally we're leaving the past behind. We laugh and play together, can talk about anything , and the physical aspect of things is A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. XD. I can't believe how we're so compatible. He makes me very very happy, even for a commitment phobe like myself, I'm in no hurry to leave. Abandoning all of my defenses, I said to him softly...
I believe I'm falling for you.
_There's an extended pause_ He seemed to be in deep thought.
Promise me you won't leave me for someone else.
I wouldn't. I won't leave you...
Can I be trusted?
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I'll reply quickly to this post; school today is the apocalypse of frantic test taking, hence my few days without returning to the blog. I will respond to everyone thoroughly when I return, promise.
I do believe I said the same thing to my recent romance "I think I'm falling for you", although something worries me. I'm worried I'll break it off when I have feelings, just for the sake of hurting myself for further motivation. I am a sick man.
Fall, fall. It is fall isn't it? How appropriate. Back to studying.
It makes me happy, to see you letting go into the entrapments of romance, into the ignorance bliss of ignored responsibilities. (Tips my french beret)
It is nice, until reality kicks in square. That's when companionship, becomes a heady need, instead of passionate sex and curling toes, which is nice, no need to explain, and hopefully you'll find someone who holds your hand and follows you along your personal path, because when time comes for lovers to part
a peice of your soul is left behind.
It's all worth it, I'll tell you now. It is better to hurt and thousands years over a broken heart and know its worth than to remain alone.
I do believe in fate, you know, that sometimes people take us away to different things
kudos to you and I am proud,
congratulations on your hearts mission
until then our fates are sealed, your life strangely in time with mine; and sometimes I'm astounded
One day our roadtrip will lead us on a laughing adventure, and our lovers must understand this
I aced my tests by the way. Once again my arrogance wins!
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