Confessions of a Loveaholic
I think the whole concept of being in a "relationship" really scares the crap out of me (I say this after being in one for a good 10 months) but what's even scarier is that even with our hectic schedules and I mean extremely hectic, we find a way to make it work. By all means, this hasn't been a walk in the park and I don't think love is that simple. It's complicated and it brings out the best and worst qualities in a person. What terrifies me the most is that I'm happy with this knotty, profound relationship. And I love him so much - so much more than what I express when he's near me. I miss him constantly but not to a point where I can't differentiate if it's pure lust or love. I miss the tiny things that most people oversee in a person. - the things that slip right through the cracks. He's become an important aspect in my life and I cherish every minute of it.