“Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love.”
Listen to me now, this is simple. Regardless of how we broke up, we did. And no matter what happened or how close we were/are. You can not tell me that you love me and want what is best for me and in the same breath tell me you do not want to hear about how happy I am with another person. There is no friendship here if I can not share my life with you and you can not respect the relationship I am in.
I am not claiming it is easy. I know damn well it is not. But really.
Is your love for me so shallow and selfish as to think only of you? We have both taken into account our ex’s by refraining from loud declarations of our love. Neither of us wanted to be hurtful or disrespectful of what we shared with people in our past. But for gods sake, enough already. It has been over half a year from the end of our previous relationships, and we still can not tell you how great life our lives together are? Will we ever be able to?
You have been with other people, and for some reason that was fine. But the idea of me with another creates friction? Please! Get over yourself. Things between us did not work out. It was not meant to be the kind of relationship that spans the test of time, clearly.
David and I are happy, growing closer each day. We have a great friendship. We get along wonderfully. We are letting the love grow. We do not fight, when we bicker is is short lived and always ends in kisses and understanding. We can agree to disagree on the little things, we agree on the big stuff. He is here in my everyday loving me and there for me. As I am for him. This is a bond that can survive the test of time and space. We are forced apart for my work, but that is only in locations. We talk everyday, we miss each other with that wonderful aching feeling that tells you this is love. We come together every chance we get, at the very least weekends. We can not stay away from each other, and do not want to. We moved to another state to be with each other. This is love and I am going to give it my everything. David has committed to the same.
This is a wonderful thing and should be celebrated. If you have real love and caring for me, then you will find room in your mind for happiness for us. If you can not then you should walk away with the knowledge that what you feel/felt was not love but is the lingering notion of ownership for something that was never yours to begin with. Love comes to you with the best of intentions, but every relationship is just training for the heart. Lessons to teach it what it needs to know to make the one love you end up spending your life with last. Remember the good and be thankful for what you felt when you felt it. Then open your eyes to see that you don’t have it for a reason. Take responsibility for your part in it and try to be happy for David and I.
Those lessons of love teach you how to make your fairytale come true. I am working on mine. Be happy for us. Or let us be.
Here is a pic of the happy couple... When we moved out of our old apartment. All packed up and ready for our future, where ever it takes us.
- Current Location:Tin can
- Current Mood:indescribable
- Current Music:So this is love