Realistic
The truth is that I love David with all my heart. When I see him I feel this feeling in my stomach...every single time. There is no time that I wish I wasn't with him. I don't care how many times he makes me mad, or how many times he gets us lost, or how many times I have to be mapquest for him. He's what I wanted. And, what I got. From the first time I saw him, I felt something different. There was a feeling of completeness (if that's a word, and as corny as it sounds). I just don't know how to describe what I feel for his Monster butt.
So he's messed up a few times....I never tell what I do. I'm a bitch, and I know it. I don't know how he's put up with me for so long, and can still look at me at night while we lie in bed and tell me that he loves me more than anything in this materialistic world. And I know he's telling the truth. I don't give him reasons to stay with me. And I don't give him reasons to leave me. He's just happy by my side. I know that if it was someone else, my ass would have gotten bitch slapped a few times, and left with nothing but the junk in my closet. Yet he's different. He's kind, he's scruffy, he's silly, he's modest, he's fun, he's thoughtful, he's warm, he's rough, he's manly, he's soft, and he's a beautiful person from every angle.
I can't go on complaining about what he lacks, but instead remember what he gives me so much of.
We haven't fought since December 30th...and I am no longer believing that saying will jinx us. At the beginning of this year, I decided that its time we make our own days good. If we fight tomorrow, it was meant to be, and it will only make our relationship stronger. We've gone through so much in the first year of marriage...it could always be worse. But, we're gonna fight, and I'm gonna kick ass at being the wonderful wife that he deserves...cause God knows he's a wonderful husband to me.
Mai :)










