His disinterest was CRUSHING, and I was sure that I had to just suck it up and live life without in order to have the perfect, wonderful man. I thought it was some sort of cosmic bargain. I thought I was a brat for wanting anything more than what he was, because I do believe he is a superior man.
Oh dear, I read this yesterday, wasnt in the mood to post and then today, had to come back and read it again. Because it describes me 2-3 years ago... Of course, the story doesnt end happily for me as it seems, but I am glad I was wrong anyway. It feels good to be reminded, shown, that what I lived wasnt how it should be, you know? I cant explain it very well. My English isnt helping me today. Let's just say, I read this and smiled and felt hopeful.
And I am very happy you get to "live the happily ever after"... or should I use another verb Enjoy your slice of heaven... K
