He read the letter, he cried, he called me, he tells me I mean the world to him. Remember how much he abhors the phone? we spent 5 hours on it the other night.. I haven't done that since I had my first boyfriend. I connect with him so immensely. One night we went to the local hot springs and we had some beer, and we drank and swam and talked and something I said made him grab my waist, look me deep in my eyes and say " I have found my gypsy" I told him he can't say that and at the same time tell me that we are not forever... gosh, it can all be so confusing. I would love nothing more than to be that for him, to love him for all of my days but I"m not counting my chickens. One night we made love, we did not have sex but we laid in bed naked just talking to one another.
It was the night of the super moon and we just connected and cried and laughed and shared our lives. That's what love is to me... sharing and giving and receiving love and an experience so profound with another person that it deepens the bond between the souls. Have I had this before? I thought so. Perhaps things change over time, we grow in love as we get older, we find the captivating nature in another that bonds us over the lust and fleeting love we once knew. Some say its better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. I am thankful for my experience in that department. True love in my life.. i thought I had it time and time again, but this time, I do believe that he loves me wholly and truly. The night we made love he looked into my eyes and said, "I do want to ruin all men for you, you deserve to know what its like to be loved truly." that last part is a little hazy but that's the gist.
Loving a man like him is easy. We all have our baggage, we have our stories, but when you receive what you give out, its the most fucking magnificent thing out there. As I said, contentment. He is warmth, he is kindness, caring, love and heart. At the end, I hope this is a big chapter in love for me..
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