I realized today that I have never really been loved before. Sometimes a guy can be unselfish and caring. But, love?

Yes, yes, yes! More gooey crap about my amazing boyfriend. Who listens. He’s on my side. He protects me. All the good things he has done…outweigh all the things any other man as done.

You just can’t know! The things I felt. The words that were said to me. The tears I cried. The hurt that I hide inside when I was with my ex. Even the good days with him are complete utter shit compared to the days I have with my man now.

Oh and 2.0? The distance. The walls. The baggage. The push to change my heart. No real love. It was a psychological ploy to have me play a person I’m not meant to play. The man I have now? Never. He sees me as perfect. Not that I’m not flawed, but that I’m an acceptable whole person.

There are many instances…but yeah…I know love. I have felt, seen and tasted this elusive “thing”.

I can die now. Because I know.

-Wayword