mr. k jokes that if he ever needs to know what i'm thinking, he'll just read my blog.
touché.
aaaaand probably true.
however, with time i'm getting better at this 'opening up' business. who'd a thunk this girl could share her secrets again?
the truth is, i never thought this heart of mine would mend. at least not completely.
with bandages over my heart and a solid 6 months behind me, i felt freedom on my own. independence. my perspective shifted. with time it dawned on me that hunter was right about something-- he wouldn't be able to make me happy. at least not in the long run.
mr. k doesn't make me happy. he let's me feel whatever i want.
98% of the time with him it's happiness.
dating mr. k is not at all what i expected. it is fun and exciting but most of all liberating. he doesn't mind my hyperventilating freak-outs about dating-- we usually laugh together after the fact. he lets me do my thing without imposing an agenda of how the relationship should be mandated. he wipes away my tears and holds my face until i open up.
i feel that when you date someone your insecurities flare up.
but mr. k listens and tames the fires i spark.
oh he is a patient, patient man to put up with this girl.
it's all in the details.
1 comment:
"mr. k doesn't make me happy. he let's me feel whatever i want."
i love that.
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