I won’t be scared – no matter what’s coming next.
You wanna know why?
Because, you’re here with me; and you are the best monster-killer I know.
Thank you for believing in my dreams and for killing the monsters that scare me.
Written by J. A. Busfield on December 27, 2011
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012
one hundred fifty-eight
I love it when you’re here to have coffee with me.
Thank you for choosing to be here; for spending time with me. I think you’re just about the coolest person ever; and, no, I don’t think you’re perfect, but you’re perfect for me. And I can’t seem to get enough of you.
Written by J. A. Busfield on December 26, 2011
Thank you for choosing to be here; for spending time with me. I think you’re just about the coolest person ever; and, no, I don’t think you’re perfect, but you’re perfect for me. And I can’t seem to get enough of you.
Written by J. A. Busfield on December 26, 2011
Friday, February 17, 2012
one hundred fifty-seven
We are starting a new year!
This year has been more up than down (finally!) & I have been so blessed with you & with our life together.
Last year favorites:
You brought so many things together for our family–finally clearing off the side porch, getting a new van, going with us to the art museum, buying the animals, finding a great house & doing all the work to buy it, clearing fences, teaching the kids how to ride crazy water slides at Emerald Pointe, helping the boys with their cub scout requirements.
The kids & I missed you at the beach. Next time you should come with us.
This has been such a full, wonderful year & I am so glad that we shared it together.
Written by K. B. on January 2, 2012
This year has been more up than down (finally!) & I have been so blessed with you & with our life together.
Last year favorites:
- together time–on the couch watching movies after the kid’s go to bed.
- present–the sheet music you bought me, so relaxing & pretty.
- new pet–hard to decide between the goat & the puppy, but the puppy smells better!
- big decision–buying a house.
You brought so many things together for our family–finally clearing off the side porch, getting a new van, going with us to the art museum, buying the animals, finding a great house & doing all the work to buy it, clearing fences, teaching the kids how to ride crazy water slides at Emerald Pointe, helping the boys with their cub scout requirements.
The kids & I missed you at the beach. Next time you should come with us.
This has been such a full, wonderful year & I am so glad that we shared it together.
Written by K. B. on January 2, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
one hundred fifty-six
He’s always been my best friend.
We always laughed and cried and shared together.
But then one night we took it further.
I believe every time he touches me I tremble for hours.
He is my friend. He is my lover. I trust him. I love him.
Thank you for the good things…
Written by J. C. on January 3, 2011
We always laughed and cried and shared together.
But then one night we took it further.
I believe every time he touches me I tremble for hours.
He is my friend. He is my lover. I trust him. I love him.
Thank you for the good things…
Written by J. C. on January 3, 2011
Friday, February 10, 2012
one hundred fifty-five
I went shopping tonight and passed by a display of Valentine's Day cards. I found one that was perfect for you. And then I found one that was a little more perfect for you, because it was more platonic. I stood there and debated which I should get you.
And as I stood there trying to figure out which would be the best option, a new and more honest thought dawned on me: neither was truly perfect, because they didn't express how I honestly feel about you. My heart sank as I accepted the truth: we aren't at a stage within our relationship that I can feel comfortable giving you any kind of Valentine's Day card. You've rejected me too many times and without some sort of positive reinforcement from your side, my heart tells me it's not ready to get slammed again - especially not during the holiday season. It would just be too depressing.
All of that said, I've still picked you to be my Valentine. Call me a glutton for punishment, I guess. In my deepest-darkest, most hopeful of spaces within my heart, I will daydream of us happy together. But in reality, I will write you a short note on plain card stock that will be sweet, and most importantly, to the point.
There's no trust for anything more than that.
Happy Valentine's Day.
And as I stood there trying to figure out which would be the best option, a new and more honest thought dawned on me: neither was truly perfect, because they didn't express how I honestly feel about you. My heart sank as I accepted the truth: we aren't at a stage within our relationship that I can feel comfortable giving you any kind of Valentine's Day card. You've rejected me too many times and without some sort of positive reinforcement from your side, my heart tells me it's not ready to get slammed again - especially not during the holiday season. It would just be too depressing.
All of that said, I've still picked you to be my Valentine. Call me a glutton for punishment, I guess. In my deepest-darkest, most hopeful of spaces within my heart, I will daydream of us happy together. But in reality, I will write you a short note on plain card stock that will be sweet, and most importantly, to the point.
There's no trust for anything more than that.
Happy Valentine's Day.
one hundred fifty-four
I miss her to mucchh! :(
I am away for a week and im not going to see her for ages. Love is the best emotion but then it is also the worst as it can hurt you so much. I know a week isn’t long at all, but going from every day seeing her beautiful face and watching her perfect smile and her glowing eyes to not seeing anything of her for a week.
I’m deeply in love with you and I miss you so fucking much ;(
Written by jammiiiii
I am away for a week and im not going to see her for ages. Love is the best emotion but then it is also the worst as it can hurt you so much. I know a week isn’t long at all, but going from every day seeing her beautiful face and watching her perfect smile and her glowing eyes to not seeing anything of her for a week.
I’m deeply in love with you and I miss you so fucking much ;(
Written by jammiiiii
Thursday, February 9, 2012
one hundred fifty-three
Thank you for giving me your phone number; you don’t know how many
times I’ve wanted to call and share with you, but I am not sure what to
say: “Remember me? The girl you just met the other day?”
And then I feel foolish for not already calling and for leaving things hanging in the way I have. We should go out for drinks. Teach me this area; share with me your love and passion for the locals. And yes, help me find my colors; help me choose the ones that will make me beautiful.
Written by J. A. Busfield
And then I feel foolish for not already calling and for leaving things hanging in the way I have. We should go out for drinks. Teach me this area; share with me your love and passion for the locals. And yes, help me find my colors; help me choose the ones that will make me beautiful.
Written by J. A. Busfield
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