Today I told Mister J that I'm not talking to Satan anymore, I told him he could be happy about it...
Because I know he isn't good for me, although it's sad we couldn't even be friends.
"I'm not happy. It is sad, because I wish he was good for you," Mister J responded.
After all these years he finally realized how much I loved that stupid boy, years too late for it to make any sort of difference.
Not that I mind, my life seems to be filled with metaphorical hearts lately.
Alley Cat's reaction when I said I met a guy was, "Really?! Tell me about him!"
Ivy's reaction was similar, she said that he's "really cute."
And she's happy for me, hopes it will work out, advises me to take it slow.
They're all surprised that I'm finally dating again...
After every time they ask, "Any cute boys in your life?"
"Nope, I've sworn off men and become a lesbian."
And my "Widowed" Facebook status...
I guess I understand why they're so shocked.
Are we taking this too fast?
I'm not sure, my heart says that all this is just wonderful.
But is it your heart, head, or hormones that make the best decisions?
In the past I've been skittish about relationships, like a cat who won't come out from under the bed...
Hence the never getting attached part of my personality.
But I'm very attached already, and I can't seem to help it.
Is this bad?
Maybe if it ends badly...I hope it doesn't end at all honestly.
I want to live on this cloud forever.
I'm going to go live on a cloud with Kuma-kun!
*laugh*
But really, he makes me want to read shoujo manga and listen to love songs...
This is coming from someone who won't watch romantic comedies unless they're indie, foreign, or someone dies...in the latter case I guess it's not really a comedy.
Actually, I don't think I've ever seen a foreign romantic comedy either...mostly just melodramatic French romances.
The kinds where lovers get hit by cars after cheating on each other with members of the same sex....
I'm not kidding about that.
Normally they finally realize that they love each other, but it's too late because they're attending a funeral.
So I'm a little morbid when it comes to romance, because I used to view it as bittersweet.
Reaching the end of your life with an unrequited love and a cup of black coffee.
But Kuma-kun makes me want to wear pink and squeak in delight over the silliest things.
He makes me into the best person I could ever be, and he's not even trying.
And that is how I came to spend my night reading shoujo...
Because right now I feel like frilly lace and midnight walks.
Dancing under the stars before dawn, late night coffee runs together, and waking up next to him for the rest of forever.
So I'm silly...
And I don't know what I'm doing, because I haven't been this way in years.
I don't know what to say or how to act, but I'm in serious danger of falling in love with him.
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