Cynicism Comes Later, Today There Are Roses
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I shouldn't be this happy... I shouldn't feel as if I'm floating.I've been saying for weeks that I don't need another man in my life... but then again, I do tend to argue a point even when it's clear I am wrong. *wry grin* I... ...I don't even have words for this. But it feels good. It feels RIGHT. Alex says: The problem with a wing'd joy is that they're ethereal things and I'd hate to cling to one ... however, just to give you a verbal kiss before you fly on, and really court disaster, I love Jax, in three (four counting your name) simple words. Dehan says: *Looks briefly dizzy, and settles in to land for a while, as it's not at all safe to fly while so dizzy* Alex says: Technically it should be I love you, Jax ... but three words is a tradtional number. Alex says: Therefore ... I love Jax... Alex says: Or more personally ... I love you. ... ... ...I am at a loss for words. Yes, it went on from there... is still going on as I'm typing this. Yes, I know that it's foolish, he's a country, a continent, away. I've my boys. I've my life. He has his. And yet... ...yeah. It feels as if I've been waiting for this for years. *grins, snuggling into her chair and purring contentedly* It feels as if things are going the way they should. As if it's all ok, now. I like this feeling. I know full well that I'm going to turn cynical, that I will have ups and downs, etc... but for right now, I am determined to enjoy this bliss. *grins* And it IS bliss.
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