The first time he told me he loved me, I asked him why. I did not respond with the same endearing proclamation. I did not know what I thought of him much less what I felt.
He answered honestly and simply, "Because you are so easy to love."
That was not the answer I had wanted. I needed an ego feed. "Easy", was all I heard and did not want to be thought of in that way.
So what if we were in bed.
The best, the smartest, the hottest....Would of done me fine.
So I answered, "Thank you."
Nine years and four kids later I grew up and married him after I realized what a compliment that was.
I am anything but easy to love.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
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Love doesn't make much sense, does it. I always wonder what SD sees in me.
Well I am the epidemy of LOVABLE!
OK , only for the one or two days a month that I am not PMSing, or picking up poop from my blind border,or the dogs, or dealing with a teenager pending disaster, or epileptic siezures from blind border, or dog...my 7 day period accompanyed by back pain and cramps and my really bad, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT, BAD HAIR DAYS... so really, after all that I am extremely easy to love....hehe...Oh Wait!
I just realized , I usually go shopping with my gf on those 2 days.......hmmmm..me thinks my man needs loving lmao!
Specially since he just married me last month, after putting up with me like this for the past 4 yrs!
I hope things are looking up these days Munkay.
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