Last night while waiting for the water to boil for our hot chocolate HIM I were smooching for a bit and it happened again. But it was much stronger this time. My chest was starting to feel tight and there was a long slow burn smoldering underneath. I thought "oh no, put it away. Squash this back to where it came from - the bad lighting and warm tea kettle". So I pushed it away and moved on. Then HIM said " I don't know how to really say this...but I really care about you. I really like you." I just smiled as a huge wave of relief washed over me that I was not the only one experiencing the slow burn. Phew, disaster averted. Feelings were expressed but not overdone. Good. I can do that.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Say it, don't spray it
Has the right restaurant or lighting or kiss made you blurt out things you didn't really mean? Like after a good meal when you are looking at your date and you want to tell them you love them because the roasted squash salad was that good? This has been happening to me a lot lately. It's a very dangerous state to be wandering around in. I'm liable to say all sorts of sentimental things I would want to take back later while snuggled up on the couch with a cup of perfectly brewed pero. I can't tell you how many times my mouth has filled up like someone just blew air into it with crazy sweet nothings, and each time I gulp them right back down. The last thing I want right now is an "I love you" out there just floating around our heads. Not ready yet.
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that post makes me so sad.
if you aren't the murderer of love you're the muffler.
i want some more embracing!
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