a little love note.. sort of..
Sometimes I look around or at him and wonder. Looking back over the last ten years I cant seem to remember when it started to become a reality. Sometimes I’m bewildered by how I ended up here and I often think it’s all a dream - sometimes an amazing dream, sometimes close to a nightmare (: but a dream none the less.. I find it hard to believe that somehow I have known him for nearly a decade, I know so much about him yet it seems like this relationship just started yesterday.
I am often caught off guard at how intently i listen when he speaks ( This could be a good reason why I remember so many things he tells me or it could just be that I am a woman and I pay attention when people speak . heh). I could listen to him talk for days. A lot of the time when I don’t have to be watching him as he talks I’ll just close my eyes and somehow I consumed by how much i am truly in love with his voice. I’m not really sure if that’s odd but it is completely soothing. I’m pretty sure it has to do with listening to him for years before I got to meet him face to face.
I wrote this while he was gone and I’m probably missing him more than my reclusive self cares to admit but frankly I dig him muchly ..