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Well, ladies and non-ladies, it's finally happened: I approach the event of my first-ever one-year anniversary. I know this may not seem like a lot to some couples with more tenure in the relationship field than myself, but I'll tell you, I've never felt happier. Jeffrey Bash is the most wonderful, considerate, and entertaining (albeit in a somewhat immature way at times... rolleyes ) individual I've ever met. In retrospect, I haven't met that many people, but whatever floats my boat, you know? Continuing on, I must tell more of the love that burns for him like several tiny flaming squirrels eating spicy buffalo wings. That's pretty damned hot. But I really love this kid. There's a lot of reasons why. I don't think a lot of people have a very good conception in their minds about teenage relationships; they think they're short-lived, based on reckless infatuation, and centered around mindless sexual activity as a means of guiltless instant gratification. The sad part is, most couples thoughtlessly conform to this modern stereotype, giving cause for all sorts of social hooplah and the decline of moral fiber within our young generation. Not so with Jeffrey and myself. While our love is indeed intimate at times, sexuality is not an integral part of our attraction to one another. I respect his values (though he is a Catholic and I a naturalist) and views, and he respects mine. We can thouroughly enjoy each other's company in more ways than are expected by the definition of todya's teen relationships and, contrary to what many people believe, and sometimes rightly so, our age difference does not affect our behavior with one another. I am so thankful that being around Jeffrey lets me be myself and allows him to be himself, and that we're free to grow as individual people while still being devoted to the needs and wants of one another. Jeff is attractive and intelligent, making him sexy in an almost deadly way...Like James Bond or something. And he fits eaily into most overhead storage compartments. I guess what I'm trying to say in my own dry, cosmically confusing way is that I've become attached to this man like one of those damn burrs stuck on your shoe after a forest hike...minus, of course, the annoying little pricklers. I would give up the world just to see him each day, because I know he'd do the same for me. ******** the generic conception of dating; if love like ours is trivial, I'll stay shallow and blind for the rest of my life. I love you, Jeffrey M. Bash. Keep on loving me, too. heart
Patchy · Mon May 23, 2005 @ 02:32pm · 2 Comments |
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