Apr 6, 2011

Olive kisses

Here's a little confession:





I do love Vincent. We all know, for those who read my blog. You all know I love him, and I talk so much about how much I do love him and need him and on and on and on. Yes. We understand. And as much as I wanted to get back with him before, I'm not so sure that it's what should happen right now. There is a part of me that's scared if I went back with him he would break up with me again. Things would turn bad, again, and I would be back in the same situation. I always shock myself as to how many tears I can produce. Right now, things are awesome between us. I am truly in love with him and he tells me he "likes me a lot" but we aren't set in stone together, dating, in a relationship. Plus, I feel a lot better when things aren't exactly clear. I know huh, totally different than who I was before, right? There's a lot less pressure for him, which is why I think he's happier. All I want is for him to be happy--whether or not it's with me, or someone else. As much as I want him as my boyfriend, I think for right now, things are good this way.


Not to say that if he would ask me to be his girlfriend tonight I would say no--of course I would say yes!







Vincent Pelaske is the name of the guy I love, the name of the guy I have known for almost a year, dated for awhile, cried with, cried over, cried for, laughed with, laughed at, phone kissed, phone loved, smiled at, smiled because of, and smiled for. He is the most perfect person that I could ask for in my life besides Jesus, and I love him more than ice cream and baby pandas. When I think of him, his sweet smile glows and I feel like I can almost touch him. Soon, though. Soon I will.

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