I pity any man (literally) who tries to conquer me... so to speak. It's been (1) year, plus some odd days now, since I answered in the affirmative. Yes, to exclusive dating. Yes, possibly the last time. It hasn't been easy, for either of us. I don't make it easy for anyone, not consciously anyway. I definitely have not made it easy for him. I've never been easy to please, and sadly, or maybe even fortunately, it's transferred to how I treat relationships. I quickly defend anything that threatens my morals, and opine honestly, even at the expense of hurting others' feelings. This has caused me a lot of female friends, and strangely kept most of my male friends close. Even in my relationship, I speak openly about feelings and opinions on everything I probably shouldn't talk about. I really do believe we have that kind of relationship. Period. In speaking openly, I have tendencies to offend others from my blunt, and candid remarks, they're often out before they've gone through any scrutiny. Simply, I make a really good guy.
I probably have one of the best boyfriends, ever. And at times, I feel I take him for granted. This is also probably why I behave as I do with him... feeling that he's the best thing to happen to me, and then pondering why so many others have let him go. At their decision. I can say without question that this year has been the best year of my life because of him. Everything in between 2007 and 2011 has provided me the necessary foundation to see with open eyes what he means to me, and to this day, if you ask, my boyfriend will tell you, "I don't know what it was, but the moment I saw you, I was drawn to you... like a fly to fluorescent light. You don't know why you're attracted, but you are... and I've never had that with anyone."
He's the sweetest person I know. And before him, I always reasoned that relationships were meant to be worked on... to the extreme. Annoyances and tolerances were common, and attraction would come with time. And Love eventually fades. When people said, "I just knew" when they were meant to be with someone, I really didn't think it happened. I mean, how do you really know? With him, I knew the moment I met him 5 years ago. I just didn't understand it then.
Happy 1 Year, to the person who has completely changed my perception of what being in love really means.
* why this late post? for days/weeks i did not have any clue what to get him, but today i came across the perfect anniversary gift... and i knew i had to get it. and thus the inspiration to write.
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