My Superhero Boyfriend
We don’t like talking about our relationship on facebook. Chris and I have a really good relationship so far. We’re both very committed to each other’s happiness. We appreciate honesty, even if it’s painful and takes a while to communicate. We’re both patient in that department. Though he more than me, because I have a tendancy to run from confrontation. We don’t like updating our statuses to reflect what’s going on with us…even though we haven’t had any conflict that has been anything more than an hour or so of varied frustration. What we have is good…very good. Talking about it on facebook, even the cheesy, “my boyfriend is so neato” cheapens it. I want to protect him, us from anyone, anything that might bring negativity or cause doubt that we are going to make it. It’s kind of weird…but at the same time. I LOVE THAT HE’S SO COMMITTED TO KEEPING US SAFE!
Chris takes so very good care of me. I am talking about…a man who cooks for me, checks to make sure I have plenty of blankets at night when I sleep over, keeps a balance of man movies/chick flicks, asks my opinion about pretty much everything, and above everything else…CHRIS LISTENS! I can be babbling on about something and he will bring up a comment I made to him 97 days prior, “You mean like that time you said…” and he brings me back to something he remembers I said, or shared to him. He remembers my likes and dislikes…down to very minute details. I’m amazed. He looks at my face, he asks questions and remembers what I talk about. I feel so taken care of. My heart, my feelings…all of it.
My superhero boyfriend sleepwalks. This tickles me no end. He wanders around his apartment at night. He’s embaressed by it, because sometimes he’ll be prattling on about something(usually work!). I was a bit disturbed the first time it happened, but I realize that it’s endearing. He’s so quirky and eccentric. In the very truest form. This is just one of the many odd things he does on a consist basis. I love it.
He makes me feel loved. He asks to be with me. He looks for opportunity to see me. He cares nothing for paying extra for overtexting me. He tries new food, new games and new situations because he hopes for a chance that I’ll love it and smile.
He cares about my kids. Maybe this above everything else? It’s so close…he wants them to be cared for. He sacrifices me to them because he knows they come first. They need me. He waits. He interacts with them patiently…slowly. He’s cultivating a relationship with each one in their own way. I see him look for hobbies, topics, anything to create a bridge. For me. For them. For all of us. :)
He’s my superhero. I can’t even begin to make words that can express what he’s done. How he’s changed me. How he’s changed life.
-Wayword
