Confession of a former cold-hearted bitch

Things have been interesting to say the least in my life. There has been a lot going on and I am overwhelmed but it’s a good sense of being overwhelmed if there is such a thing. But for the most part I am happy and a lot of that has to do with RR who is now going to be called Waldo. How do I begin to explain how I have been feeling? It’s been a rollercoaster but I have enjoyed every moment even the scary ones. I can’t remember the last time I felt so strongly about someone not even Brooklyn or HS compares to the kind of connection I have with him. It a foreign feeling for me to care about someone so much to want them so completely, it’s not love but it’s the closest I have been in a while. It can easily turn into that in and it scares me I don’t do well when someone has that power over me, when one word or action can hold so much emotional power over you. This weekend proved that he has that power over me and I wanted to end it because it is too much to risk my heart. But the thought of being without him was harder than the thought of being with him and risking being hurt. This can be something so good, I feel it and that’s why I fear it. I just love being around him. He can easily make me smile even when he pisses me off. Can call me on my bullshit and not afraid to tell me when he thinks I am wrong. Motivates me to do all the things I know I can. Can fuck me so good I can’t even speak all I can do is lay there and try to catch my breath. Lie in bed next to me and watch jeopardy and who wants to be a millionaire and still play along with me even though I always win. I will see and endure football and basketball games just to be around him. Deal with the stupidity of his frat brothers. Really I look forward to waking up next to him after a night spent intertwined with him. So there it is confessions of a former cold-hearted bitch.