He is also my boyfriend. Really. Honestly. The other night, we discussed exclusivity and that is what we are. He asked if I preferred him to refer to me as his "girlfriend" or "concubine." I expressed that I prefer the former. We have been dating (and calling, texting, IMing like a couple of teenagers) for the past month or so. It may perhaps be a little quick for us to take ourselves off the market. But what the hell; why not?
For the first time in as long as I can remember, I proudly stood my ground while humbling myself to vulnerability and actually spoke up. I did not wait for him to bring it up. I did not just assume the best or the worst when he didn't bring it up. I took charge of my well being and did it myself. Remember my promise to myself to not hit the sack with him until after we became exclusive? Being a little old fashioned isn't so bad. We actually learned to like each other for reasons beyond the physical. Whodathunkit? Holy shit. I'm a big girl now!
That has a boyfriend.
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