It’s been another one of these weeks I really like.
Anyway, the love thing.
Yes, it’s the elephant in the room.
I do love you. Ok. Fine.
You’re like so awesome. My own sense of humor is based partially on you, and I always give you credit. I’m very Open Source about material.
I do love you. I love you to bits. You got the secret nudge-twink, spark that always made everything in my head turn. I suspect I Not just sex, but thoughts and hopes.
Edit: Sometimes things in my head turned in the wrong direction.
I have not come back to rip apart your life.
I apologize for the past which is done.
Soon the $ issue with Oklahoma Department of Human Services will be done (soon means this year). I have no idea where or what happens to the money I send. 🙂
DHS isn’t the best, yet. 🙂
#1, I’m still your friend and I’d damn sure be your man if that spot was open, but you’re married. And I mean that from the nugget of my nugget.
You are #1.
Edit: Thank God for me (and you, and everyone) that our lives have moved on from being together. That should read: “I would try to be your man if that spot was open, but the trying itself would be bad for me, you, and everyone… Sometimes we can get addicted to people, and those people aren’t necessarily the best thing for us, but we still decide to stay, or try, or fight, to keep that feeling of being with those people.”
I apologize if this level of disclosure is troubling.
Being honest is just the only way.
In the past you have reacted meanly to ideas and I suspect you are a mean person because there was meanness in your house. And, it was the meanness that attracted me as well
Many ideas tumble around in my head, but we must. [This is an edit: Must? No.]
See? You cannot plan on receiving love… You can only love someone.
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