...it's been a month and 10 days since we've been dating (dayem, i used the 'd' word!). And of course it's more than just that now. I'm happy, comfortable, excited but also anxious and perhaps, a little worried at the same time. Boy's gone away visiting sister for two weeks, and i'm here trying to be all everything's-alright kind of normal. Like hell it is! Why is it that i don't feel like staying away from him for too long? Isn't it demented behaviour? And why is it that despite all the happy feelings, there's still this fear gnawing at my core telling me things i don't want to hear? Things like, "This is too good to last" or in worse moments, "This is more than you deserve". Umm, excuse me but, exactly what have i done to not deserve this?
We'll have less than a week after he comes back from London to, well, talk about things. Although i don't quite know what we're going to discuss. Left unsaid, it's all so much nicer.
Irony: Emotional Atyachaar on my speakers.
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