To think� I could still be miserable with my ex right now if I hadn't made the decision I made several months ago. Instead, now I am loved, adored, cooked for, massaged, sexed all the time, and cuddled every night and morning. I've done a ton of reflecting since he left, and I am feeling very glad about the change. Every abuse I endured with that one ex has just made what I have now so much sweeter. What I was starving for all along and trying to get the other to be or to do, was right there next door to my favorite cafe all along, just waiting for the right moment for us to be sat beside each other to talk and kiss until the sun rose. Now we are learning each other's languages and have made our own. It's beautiful. I feel healthy with him. And appreciated! 'Bout damn time. But it was worth the wait to arrive here.
7:18 p.m. - 2013-11-18