On the other hand, this could very well be the best relationship I’ve ever been in. Aside from high school (and possibly including high school now that I think about it), I’m pretty sure this is the longest I have been with/wanted someone without moving in with them and discovering that I actually can’t stand them very much (that only happened, like, four times or whatever… so far… lol). I can’t remember consistently loving someone this much for this long. And a large part of that might be because I can’t have him.
There is a very good chance that, if he dumped his girlfriend and came to me with promises of love and forever, I would have turned the whole thing off.
Instead, I write him a text to say I want him and he will show up at my door. I get to love him and pine for him at the same time. I get all the good, the conversation and advice, the drama and anticipation, the amazing amazing amazing sex, and I don’t have to do all of the work of being in a relationship.
Yes, it’s true, I want the work but I’m looking for the bright side here so shut the hell up.