Breakdown

Oh, sweet love… I know it was only a few days ago I was talking about our “integrity” and how I want to make sure we do things “right” because I just love you so much…

But right now, right in this very instant, I'm kinda thinking…

Let's just freakin' do it.

Whatever “it” is… Talk about it? Kiss? Make love?

I mean, I think we deserve some credit for holding back for… gosh, I can't speak for you but for me… honestly? A decade. I've loved you in some capacity for a decade.

But, if you just want to measure from when I completely lost my mind… three years. It's been a bit over three years since the last day where I didn't think of you every single hour I was awake. Or dream of you every dream I've remembered.

Three years of carefully dancing along the line, but never ever crossing it.

Doesn't that count for something?

And, oh my Very Serious concerns about oh… could we make it if we took that route? Could we end up together, in the way that I want, if we took shortcuts?

I was probably right to be worried about that three years ago. But now? I think we've established our positions.

We love each other.

It'll be messy, it'll be sloppy, it'll hurt and it'll hurt the others, but we'll come out the other side, together. In each others' arms. Where we belong.

Or so says this glass of bourbon I just finished…

sigh

I know, I know. We shouldn't.

But…

maybe?