Post by BleekerBOP on Feb 22, 2008 17:39:14 GMT -5
I’ve known Jordin since I was 9 years old, and ever since then we’ve been best friends, and now lovers. All through out our childhood we would fight our feelings for each other until they just became too strong to hide anymore. The fights, the silent treatment…all that shit is on our list of things we’ve been through as a couple and unfortunately still dealing with today. Everyday is a struggle to prove how much I love her and how I would never hurt her the way she’s been hurt in the past. Most people would have given up on such a daunting task years ago but I can’t leave her.
Standing here now as we argue back and forth all I can do is stare at her lips as they tremble, signaling me to the fact that she is on the verge of tears….though not because of me. Turning my gaze from her mouth to her eyes, bringing my forehead to hers she breaks for a moment before pushing me away and retreating to our room. This happens at least twice a week, and I have never wanted to give up on her. Sitting on the floor next to our door I leaned my head back against the siding and listened as her cries went from loud…to soft….to non-existent. Closing my eyes as the door creaked open I felt her sit in front of me and lay within my arms. Cradling her as if she was a small child I rocked her back and forth as she whispered apologies into the crook of my neck.
“How do you put up with me?” she stated rhetorically as a small smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. Simply holding her closer I listened as her breathing became shallow, lifting her up I carried her into our room and laid her on the bed. Being careful not to wake her I removed her shoes and pants before removing my shirt and lying down next to her. Pulling a stray strand of hair from her face I held her close and this is my baby.