The Night Broke
by, 11-12-11 at 11:04 PM (832 Views)
I've made a lot of them.
My ex and I broke up about seven months ago. Then, we attempted to be roommates. All the while with her trying to fix something that simply was not meant to be. She was a good woman, her temper and her judgement were simply not compatible with the way I operate. Though I did try. But there were some things that happened that I could never forgive, and that was what ended us. While we were attempting to live together, I started talking to someone that I had had a thing for a very long time ago, but had put to rest. Then he started talking. And I started taking the hints. And he tried for forever to get me to come over and hang out with him, and I told him no, I couldn't do that while I still lived with Her, and so on. Until one night it just got to be so much of a hurt for him and I both, and She just lost it. I told her the honest truth about liking him, and that we could not fix things, as I had already made fairly clear. I thought. She kicked me out the night I told her what was going on, and so it was my car or His house. Thankfully, he didn't have a problem with me crashing. And everything since, living with him is amazing. He's perfect for me in every way. He's playful, trusting, and most importantly, he isn't jealous. I hate jealousy. It's, to me, the most vile and disgusting emotion that any person can have. It's something that breathes of ownership and mistrust. The way I feel, if you have a reason to be jealous, then something is wrong that needs to be talked about, and most likely it's not even what you think it is. But moving on, I tend to get off on tangents. Six months today, and He and I are still as happy as we were when we first got together. It's so much more than I deserve. It's all I've ever wanted, and now I'm just scared to death I'm going to be the one to screw it up this time.
"So here's the final scene when I finally come clean.
I've watched you for years.
And here's my favorite part, where you beg for my heart... "