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By muryan Date: 2004 Oct 23 Comment on this Work [[2004.10.23.18.24.1161]] |
| Last night you finally said something I was wondering if you'd ever say. It wasn't I love you, because you've already confessed that to me. It wasn't will you marry me, because I know that's not the most important thing in our relationship right now. We've only been dating eight months, that's so much longer than I've ever dated anyone, and though I still want to be around you we're not quite ready for the commitment of marriage. What you said was "When I move out of the country, you'll have to come with me. Because I just want to be with you." You've talked about moving away since we got together, but you never, not even in a joking immature way, said "hey, wanna come?" Then you told me that the past four dreams you've had I've been with you, traveling, while in all the others before I was always somewhere else. And you said you never remember your dreams. "You'll have to come with me." It was better than a proposal, because it wasn't a pledging of our lives together. It wasn't decisive or permanent. It was an invitation to stay with you because you want me to. It was a greater possibility that this beautiful relationship would have a longer, deeper future than we ever thought possible. |