I love you.
We argued a little tonight and yesterday and I overreacted both times about not being able to see him this week because I'm insecure and so lonely. I think he really was thinking about breaking up with me or it was a bluff because he also said, "But hey if I didn't like you, you wouldn't be able to get under my skin." So I am pretty sure we were going to make up either way. I said I was sorry and I understand he works long hours, he's tired and he's extremely busy all day.
"Thanks for that it means a lot. Goodnight Ms. Darlin'
Your welcome, sweet dreams. I luff you!
I love you.
:D I love you too."
So I guess he loves me.
I feel so strange because I actually believe him!
I want to cry and scream all at the same time.
Have I finally found a guy who is there for me emotionally, that sexually satisfies me, treats me like a lady and LOVES ME. All in one?! It's fucking crazy I better knock on wood. Or pinch myself before it goes away!
