will you love me forever?
It’s funny how we have some of our most important and significant discussions in bed, in the dark, in the quiet of the night…
The boyfriend asked me two nights ago, in a soft whisper, “Will you love me forever?”
We were cuddling in bed and the lights were off. In the otherwise utter silence of the room, that question resonated loud and clear… reveberating even… especially through my every nerve and senses.
I said I didn’t know. I said I loved him but that I worried about a few things. I said he knew what they were.
After a long pregnant pause, in which we were both very still, I apologised.
Posted on May 19th, 2006 by jl
Filed under: love
Is there ever a good reason to apologise for telling the truth? Hmmm.. I guess in some circumstances…. but not this one. Any answer but “I don’t know” would have to have been a lie. We age; we (sometimes) grow; we change. The few lucky couples change in the same direction, in synch. Very few.
“I changed - you didn’t”. I got that. Implication: “I don’t want what I fell in love with” after 19 years.
SHIT! This is getting cathartic! Gotta stop.
Who’s blog IS this, anyway? *lol*