Every time.
I don’t know how he does it.
I just know that anytime I spend an evening with him, no matter how stressed I am, no matter how many inner demons I’m fighting, no matter if I was annoyed with him to begin with…
It all just melts away.
I had to juggle my schedule a bit in order to meet with Army last night. He didn’t give me much notice, but he did make a big deal about it being his only time off work before I go on vacation.
We went to an early dinner first and just sort of joked around, which was nice. I still felt all stressed about the impending vacation and struggling with some self-image issues. I didn’t really open up about it until we were back at his place and settling down to watch a movie (“The Woman in Black”: and I found it very enjoyable).
I don’t want to go into too graphic detail about our physical adventures or mindless conversation, but…
There were these moments where he just spent time telling me how wonderful I look. How he can’t stop looking at me or touching me when I’m near him.
How I am perfect just the way I am.
I’ve heard other people say that, hundreds of times; it always just rolls off my back and breaks into thousands of shards at my feet.
Somehow it sounds meaningful from him. His kisses and caresses are like a cleansing fire, burning away those inner demons that whisper all my insecurities.
I know it will only last a little while- being that we don’t see each other often and I can only hold the echos of his words and touch in my mind for so long.
But maybe it will carry me through this weekend.
pen, paper, and crazy 