I made a fool of myself last night but he'd never say that. Nothing major or crazy – I drank a little too much, much more than I had planned on. He simply said, “That's what going out is for.” He was responsible and limited his consumption so he could drive us home. He's too good for me and I'm not sure how I got so lucky as to be the person he fell in love with. My past – two marriages and a child – doesn't bother him. He says he's in love with me for me.
The day started off with him picking me up from my flight to Boston. It was so early. He didn't sleep to ensure he was there on time to pick me up. He met me at baggage claim. This is something so simple that I don't think he will ever realize meant so much. Being important enough to come in for instead of being made to feel like a hassle that you have to struggle with airport traffic for, not wanting to pay the $10.00 for parking for... it's not a feeling I'm used to. He was so tired and he still showed up. He was there. For me.
Getting out of the city was a hassle. Multiple wrong turns, the GPS going out from underwater tunnels, city traffic. It was frustrating and upsetting and he just... handled it. No yelling, no blaming me for the flight time or airport I picked. He didn't even have to try to keep his composure, he's just calm. That's just who he is. You can see the serenity and reassurance in his beautiful, sleepy eyes. The speckled gold sitting on the field of green shines like the sun reflecting a warmth that can't be taught or learned but is just a natural part of who he is.
I've never felt so taken care of emotionally which is turn leads me to a deep yearning of being with him physically. Every time we are together it's breathtaking. He focuses on my pleasure and needs, he pays attention to how my body reacts to his touch and movements and he feeds into the responses it gives. I have never felt such a need to be with someone but then again, I have never been prioritized and made to feel so worth taking care of.
After a long day of spending time with family and friends, we retired to the bedroom, both exhausted from a lack of sleep and the day's ongoings. Falling asleep with him, in his arms, knowing he is right next to me brings on a type of peace that is hard to convey in words. It's taking off your bra after a long work day. It's eating your favorite childhood meal that brings you back to a simpler time when there were no worries outside of what to play that day.
I want this forever – he says he does too. Could my luck truly continue on indefinitely? Even if that answer turns out to be no, he has restored something in me that I didn't even hope to ever get back.