Sunday, February 17, 2013
i forgot about myself
It's 2 years now. 2 years and 22 days. and I'm 22 now.
It started immediately, we met each other, we started to sleep in one bed after one week. We just knew this is it and this is us. Everything was just perfect and actually it's still perfect, isn't it?
He is my first boyfriend, first sex, first sharing bed, first living together, making breakfasts and dinners and spending 24/7. And I was so fucking happy, that couldn't imagine anything better in the world. Thinking about getting married and to live this forever. And we were living this miracle, not caring about anything outside us, taking care of our bodies and our souls, or maybe not taking care about our souls at all?
If you are so crazy about other person, that nothing else exists and you don't want to see anything else but him, it's gonna be shitty one day, I promise. Especially if you are so addicted and in love with this person, that you don't know what you actually want. I forgot about myself and I have no idea how to find it again, cause I don't know how to be 'me' and how to be 'us' in one moment.
"To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say the 'I'" (The Fountainhead, by Ayn Rand.)
Truth? I do not know, I'm trying to find out for last 2 years. 2 years and 22 days.