28 January 2013
Oldish diary entry. This is really rough and full of nasty run ons and the like. Forgive me.
Im reading back over old conversations...seeing patterns in my past relationships. I'm realizing how incredible this boy is. This new boy. Because he's different. And original. And he makes me laugh and he's sweet without being clingy. And he's kind without being corny. And he's sincere. And I really like it. I love it actually. And I don't feel hurried to be with him. I don't feel I need this boy, I just really want him. I don't have to have his presence, but having him around adds a lot to any situation. I think that may be the key in all of this, that being able to thrive on your own but still being improved by someone else is far more valuable than a relationship in which you need one another. Depend on the other. Share burden. Share responsibility. Share everything. I don't want that. And maybe some people do. Maybe lots of people want a storybook romance with a Prince Charming and a pumpkin carriage and glass slippers and fluffy ball gowns. But I don't. I want to be with him because I want his company, not because I need something from him. This boy is different from the rest because he understands all of that as well as I do. Though we're different we want the same things, and somehow I just know we'll thrive.
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