Midnight ForevernessAll it took was two and a half months of romance.
Movies, dinner, billiards, and a NBA game.Two nights of passion filled grown-up stuff and I'm hooked on his drug.
I like to call it Midnight Foreverness. One glance in his eyes and I was addicted. So many conversations in which we learned how much we were a like (some ended in debates) and i grew fearless.
Love has failed me once, but maybe love has come back to apologize or perhaps offer me something better. Something special, a hidden passion that is unbreakable. Midnight Foreverness.
It feels so good. Sometimes, it feels like a dream. One that is too good to be true. I pull myself to the side sometimes and say, "Self don't you get caught up. Slow down. You are falling for him faster than ever before. You better check yourself". But, I don't want to check myself. It feels so right.
When he calls or arrives later than expected, I panic. I think my prince charming has found another or is interested in another. I said I'm addicted... I can't survive a withdraw! I'm already anticipating a heart break because the game of love is like a lottery game. Millions can win, but only a few actually do.
I already envision our future though. He wants to live the "good life" and so do I. One that is filled with glamour, vacations, family, and stress-free fun. Ahhh... sounds wonderful. We still have a lot to learn about each other, but I got my fingers crossed!
Signing off in love...
