It's a Love/Hate Relationship

I hate how I seem to be becoming more attached to him by the minute. And I hate how he acts like he can take me or leave me one minute and the next he's texting me to ask how my day was or how I slept last night. I love how honest and candid he is with me. And I love how comfortable I am around him to just be myself. I hate how hurt he's been in the past and how it's affected him more than he'll admit. I hate how damaged he thinks he is. I love that he's the tidy one of the house. And I love how he takes time out to go camping for five days at a time. I hate how he's got such a hold on me that I stay up nights to talk to him. And I hate how I'm just spilling all of this out. But most of all, I hate the distance and I know, for a fact, that he does, too. And it hurts. So bad.

Some Things You Do For Love, Love, Love

Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only one who believes in pure love any more. You know, the kind of love wher you don't hold back. It's the kind where you love somebody no matter what. It doesn't matter what is in that person's past. I'm talking about unconditonal love, the love that says "So what if she has two kids and I always imagined myself with someone who doesn't have any, I love her anyway." This is the kind of love that says "Who cares if she's too short or too fat or too tall or too thin or too old or too whatever?" What are you afraid of? Love shouldn't be this difficult, this confusing. Love should come easy. If you love it, take care of it. If it makeas you happy, spend your time with it. sure you only have one life to live, but that doesn't mean you should throw out the things you feel don't fit. They are in your life for a reason. Let them in! Hold on to them! Cherish them! Or are you willing to just say good-bye just because it isn't perfect? That sounds selfish to me. Just think about it, okay?