i love my boyfriend. i couldn't imagine my life without him and i love that we are completely comfortable together. i can tell him just about anything and he can with me. i love being around him all the time, i love living together, i love our dogs. he makes me laugh everyday and takes care of me when i am sick. he puts up with my moods, as there are plenty of them, and understands that it is part of who i am. he understands that i am messy, although he would like me to be neater...basically he loves me for me and that isn't always easy to find in today's world. i love that he is a sci-fi dork, i love when he laughs, i love that he loves our dogs, i love that we have the same goals in life and the same expectations for our future, i love that he will be a great father one day and i love that he is responsible. i love him for him. and while our love is strong and i trust our bond, sometimes i miss the 'honeymoon period'. i miss getting dressed up and trying to impress him. i miss talking on the phone at night. i miss getting goosebumps when we held hands. i miss feeling slightly uncomfortable , but the good kind of uncomfortable where you are nervous and giddy. i miss the mystery that surrounds the beginning of a relationship, when you are nervous and never want him to see you with bedhead and morning breath.
two years is a long time...and the love you share with a person changes...it becomes more broken in and comfortable and along with that comes a loss of romance and mystery. broken in love is hard to find and once you have it you hold on to it. & while i wouldn't trade what we have for anything, i sometimes miss the brand new feeling.
i guess with valentines day coming up it spurred some thoughts...we used to make plans...go out for dinner...see a show...get dressed up...this year we haven't planned anything...we are going to eat in and watch movies at home. and while the company will be second to none, i can help but miss the butterflies and goosebumps.
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