I don’t regret being in a long-term relationship. I like that my boyfriend and I can predict one another’s actions. I know that regardless of how nice food is the first time he tries it, he will throw a disgusted look on his face. I know that when we’re talking he will only make eye contact with me at the end of his sentences. When drinking a slurpee I know he will give himself about ten brain freezes and complain about every single one, but will continue to drink fast because it’s the only way he knows how. He stresses when he’s ‘running late.’ And by late I mean when he’s not at least half an hour early to things. When he’s really sleepy he talks jibberish, and says things that don’t make sense to questions I didn’t ask.
As nice as it is to know someone so well, sometimes I think my stories are never as exciting as those of my single friends. They will have numerous guys on the scene, some names they will remember, some names they won’t, and some names they wish they did. They will be kissing one, a few, many or none. There will be stories about good sex, bad sex and a guy who couldn’t get it up.
So as you can see, my stories don’t exactly have you sitting on the edge of your seat, gasping, screaming and dying of laughter.
Upon apologising to one of my single friends about having less juice in my stories than hers, she said something that makes me grateful to this day.
“At least your boyfriend goes out with you in public during the day and takes you out to dinner, listens to you and talks to you. My guy only wants to see me at 3am in the morning. He hides me from his family. I don’t know when I’m going to see him next, or when he’s going to call back. I’m the one jealous of you!”
It’s funny how single people search for what couples have, and once a couple, long for the single life again.
Love, Noeline
xox
As nice as it is to know someone so well, sometimes I think my stories are never as exciting as those of my single friends. They will have numerous guys on the scene, some names they will remember, some names they won’t, and some names they wish they did. They will be kissing one, a few, many or none. There will be stories about good sex, bad sex and a guy who couldn’t get it up.
So as you can see, my stories don’t exactly have you sitting on the edge of your seat, gasping, screaming and dying of laughter.
Upon apologising to one of my single friends about having less juice in my stories than hers, she said something that makes me grateful to this day.
“At least your boyfriend goes out with you in public during the day and takes you out to dinner, listens to you and talks to you. My guy only wants to see me at 3am in the morning. He hides me from his family. I don’t know when I’m going to see him next, or when he’s going to call back. I’m the one jealous of you!”
It’s funny how single people search for what couples have, and once a couple, long for the single life again.
Love, Noeline
xox
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