Love

[azurelunatic]

I keep feeling that I'm falling out of love with Darkside, that these feelings are fading. I felt like that a year ago. I felt like that six months ago. And every time, I don't. I peel off another layer of that onion, but I never have found the seeds.

I do know that I will compare every other man in the world up against him. No one else has spent that kind of time with me. Eight hours a week, or more. Not only that -- he opens his life to me. He tells me things he's thinking about, not just about the ultimate coolness of the new anime or that next movie. He takes the edge off of his abrasive personality for me. Either that, or we've molded ourselves close enough together that his spikes don't stab me...