So far, it's been a year and about 6 months since the ex and I parted ways, and boy, has it been fun! I've never felt happier, more liberated; it's like I'm a kid again sometimes. I don't have to explain my whereabouts or plan
*sigh*
I'm lonely y'all. At first, I thought it was a fleeting thing - everyone has these moments. But the feelings won't go away. These days, I fall asleep every night clutching my pillow as if it were another body. Shameful, yes.
I think it's time I let this "I'm my own best friend" facade go - at least for now. It worked when it did, and it served for that time. My emotions are bubbling over now... I know that I want to be in a romantic relationship. I'm ready for the butterflies, and the blushing, and the midnight "I'm thinking about you" texts; the kisses, the hugs, the silly jokes, the fun; the arguments, the making up, the openness, the longing; I want it all.
I should remind myself, though, not to lunge into just any ol' commitment (or lack, thereof) just 'cause I'm craving it. Let me pause for a moment and go over my list of requirements in my head.
- God-fearing Christian
- Educated - with a degree (or three) to show for it
- Confident - not cocky, confident
- Independent - in every sense of the word
- Childless *don't judge me*
- Funny
- Passionate
- FINE - I know what I mean...
- No repressed issues, 'cause lawwd knows I can't
- DAMN good kisser
Meh! At least I'll recognize him when I meet him. Ha!
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