Making Peace I: Cuddles and breakfast
Everything
seemed to be going well. Good, very good in fact. Maybe too good. I began
waiting for the other shoe to drop. Maybe I was just being paranoid. Lately,
being around Seth often caused me paranoia. I feared things going back to how
they were. I was scared. I shook the thought out of my head and said a little
prayer.
I had woken up this
morning feeling a bit uncertain about the day. Knowing Seth and his mood swings
I couldn’t be sure what mood he’d be in this morning. Yes I do realize the
irony of that statement. Seth tended to be mildly bi-polar sometimes, so I
always tried to figure out how to avoid any negative emotions. Overtime I had
began picking up subtle signs concerning his moods. Sometimes I’m even able to
predict a shift in mood before it happens. However as he slept beside me, he
looked so peaceful and handsome. I liked believing I knew how to relax him and
bring out his happier peaceful side. Like he was completely comfortable in my company.
Like I was his personal rainbow and sunshine. But then again, my naivety always
had me believing things I had no business believing. Clinging on to the hope
that anything could happen. And Seth and I will be happy together. After all,
we were perfect for each other.
He opened his eyes and
caught me staring. He smiled at me. I felt butterflies. What was it about him I
couldn’t seem to shake? I smiled back and poked his arm. I loved this man. I am
completely in love. Something felt different this time, and I prayed it was.
This time things are going to go greater than I hoped for.
He pulled me into his
arms, kissed my neck and cuddled me. Good morning.
Mmmmmm..... !!! interesting...
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