I am awfully in love.
Not in a kissy kissy, lovey dovey, look at me and all my pictures of myself kissing my boyfriend way.
Not even in a stay away from your friends, always on the phone, never stop talking about him way.
I just love him.
I don't love everyone else's opinion of "us".
I don't love everyone else's "us".
Just him.
Finally getting a moment to ourselves, eating dinner quietly with each other, falling asleep against the rise-and-fall of his back.
Occasional phonecalls when I'm away.
Very occasional proclamations - all the better; what's rare is wonderful.
We're like a married couple, but still with the fireworks.
It's a private show, and I'm so fucking lucky.
That's all.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
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