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> whY do yoU Love mE?
Author: aLmich
Soooo, I’ve been over-inundated with work lately and have been a poor blogger, so I will attempt to add a good bunch of fun posts for you all to enjoy. I will make every effort to avoid the computer while I’m off work, so therefore will not be enlightening you with my obscene witticisms and off-color antecdotes. Sorry…
Kiko requested for me to write something about him and Jc. I really want to but I can’t still find the right words to even start. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe. I just hope I won’t be forced to write so quick just to announce something bad as their actions insinuate. Guys, take care of your relationship.
So, here I am with all this work surrounding me, pondering how I’ve come to the place I’m currently occupying. I should really be typing my poor little fingers to the bone as I monitor agents, but I am caught up in a conversation from the other night. I have a wonderful significant other who likes to catch me unaware and pose the kind of questions that require thought and meaning to the response. It gets me every time. Yet, when responding with the same question back, the same issues are posed - not enough time to think, am I saying this correctly? what will they think when I say this? is the feeling returned?
Funny enough, the adjective used for me is “genuine”. I guess that’s a good thing. I’m genuinely a pain in the butt from time to time. I’m genuinely a good lover [insert pat on the back here] I’m genuinely a good partner. I genuinely pursue the goals I have set for myself. Oh yeah, and I’m pretty up front and speak my mind. Maybe that’s what it means. Also, what you see is what you get. I don’t spend a lot of time fakin’ it up for folks. It’s just not me and, to be honest, I’m too lazy for all that. It’s MUCH easier to be me and let you all decide for yourselves if you want to bother.
When this particular question comes into play - Why do you love me? - I froze. I saw pictures of us in an Andy Warhol-type portrait. What particular thing makes one love another person? Is it a chemical balance? Is it a response to pheromones produced by their pores that comingle with your pores that just feels so right? Is it the way they smile when they look at you that makes you feel like you’re the only person in the world and they can only smile that way because you are who you are? I have NO CLUE.
I do know that I am capable of loving, and that almost came as a shock to me since I had removed myself from that scene for a very long time. It feels great, and I’d like to believe that I have chosen someone who is very deserving of my love despite all the hardships and troubles I’m encountering. I guess time will tell how it all plays out.
