I am somewhat disappointed with myself.
Before this, I swore to myself that I will never allow myself to be vulnerable, again.
I find I get extremely upset when I am. I thought during my long 2 years single streak that I am over all this vulnerable bullcrap but NO...
Of course not.
OF COURSE God has more in store for me.
Like throwing me a man who wouldn't want to be committed to me.
A man who is the kind of person I would like to be with.
Someone I would love to be with, to live my life with.
And it's not about the money, cause we have none but enough.
It's not about the sex either, I guess both of us are over that.
It's about the companionship.
And it's about the care that the both of us show, at the same time, trying to refrain ourselves from showing to much of...
All I actually hoped from all this is that I'd mean something to him, and I can die a happy woman just knowing I mean something to someone who means a lot to me.
Get what I mean?
Or maybe not.