Escape to Lovahville

Sorry. But I had a fantastic excuse for not blogging. My lovah was in town.

And it was marvelous. This is because when we are together we are brilliant. And when he leaves, I cry. Every time. I pull myself back together the day after he leaves and then pray that the next 6 weeks apart don't lead to late night arguments and mis-construed text messaging.

I would love it if they could just bottle up this feeling I have right now, these feelings of extreme satisfaction, adoration, security and excitement for the future, and drink it whenever I feel the strain of the distance pulling my insides apart.

I MUST remember this and hold onto it. 2 hours after he arrived, and I couldn't believe the past arguments and hurtful words we had hurled at one another while we were apart. It didn't make sense and I vowed that I loved him far too much for these unnecessary conflicts to arise again.

He's such a good man.....A rare gem in a ransacked cavern.

The more men I meet in this city, the more I appreciate him and everything about him.


*Sigh* Oh lovah........