Sunday, July 26, 2009

If it's not Baroque, don't fix it.

It was that night. Poof. Epiphany. It took one simple sentence.

Of course, whenever I say something, it's "nagging," but if it comes from anyone else at all, it's constructive. What's up with that? Someone please explain why girlfriends can't get through to their significant others about fundamental issues, but anyone else can. I find that kind of backwards. If you care about your girlfriend, why not listen to what she has to say and take it to heart as much as, if not more than, what other people have to say? Either way, it happened, and I didn't exactly know what to make of it.

It's different. I know he needs time to be this new person. I know it's a whole reconstruction. That's why I felt terrible when I snapped. I never felt more like a cliche bitch. I hated that person, and I was her before I knew it.

Baby steps. I need them too. I'm not used to it, so when he slips, my mind automatically jumps to how he used to think. I don't believe his sincerity, because it was so rare to come by before. I think he reverts, so I again try to fix it. A new view is needed. Open minds on both parts.

But it's remarkable. It's like, he finally got it. He finally appreciates what he has, and put an honest effort into making it ideal. And I finally appreciate his true efforts.

I think I'm in love, but it makes me kinda nervous to say so.

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