Have you ever felt this strong desire to take care of someone? That you feel you have already met the person you want to be with for the rest of your life? That you don’t even want to be sick because you want to be in your best health so you can take care of this person?
It all feels so surreal.
That despite your differences, you’re willing to meet the person halfway to adjust; to commit. That despite all the hurdles in your relationship, you’re willing to let them go to focus on a brighter future. That despite all your irritation at times, at the end of the day, he’s still home.
I’m not talking about cheesy high school love. I’m talking about commitments, trust, faith, respect. Growing all together, taking care of finances, being practical, being buddies as much as you are couples.
That you don’t ever want to hurt that person again and you’re even willing to kill to protect him. Because you love that person and you (want to) take responsibility for him.
That you just really want to get a grip, restart your engine, and just be a better person overall. Because you don’t want to fuck it up, and you don’t ever want an ending with this person. Because with this person, there will always be life in everything that you do.
That come what may, no matter how old you get together, he’ll always be so goddamn sexy in your own eyes. Despite the loose skin, the thinning hair, and the wrinkles. And you will always want him, all of him, just him, now and forever.
Have you ever felt this way before?
Because this is exactly how I’ve been feeling since the wedding I attended.
All these thoughts just stream in and out of my head all day every day.
I get worried, then I get excited, then I feel all sorts all at the same time.
This is not me usually. But this is me now.
Damn. Weddings really are something.