stainedecho

She knows who she is. She knows what he is. She knows what I am.

She knows that no matter how she dirties herself, that I'll still pick up her broken body from the refuse and love her like she's never known.

She may think that what I said to her was drunken ramblings outside the Vid, and they were, but yet they weren't. I said I'd love her even if I wasn't drunk. That she's perfect the way she is, even if she.. in her opinion has gained a little weight. I think it's nonsense, she's still divinely beautiful. This is someone I've known for years, and crushed on for years...

She can tell me whatever she wants about tonight, and I'll probably accept it. That the kind of man I am for the kind of woman she is.

She could probably do anything to me short of kill me and I'd still find a way to love her like she's never had.

I'd move for her.

Only a few people have that sort of distinction in my mind, and was only with one of them this evening.

*sigh* my love life is such a goddamn mess...

... Oh yeah.. Happy New Year's everybody...