I was cleaning and found a love note from one of my ex’s. Damn, we were crazy.

Dear Beautiful, 

Who are thee to me? let me see…

you are the woman I hoped for, before you came into my life.

you opened my eyes and opened my mind, time and time again.

Who are thee to me? let me see…

you are the woman I wished for, before my wish came true.

you took over my thoughts and helped me see passion once again.

Who are thee to me? let me see…

you are the woman I prayed for, before my prayers were answered.

the woman I will love as I love my own body, 

like fish love water, over and over again.

Who are thee to me? You ask?

you are the Eve to my Adam, whom God made for him,

as I am the Adam to your Eve, whom God made for her.

You are who you are,

the woman I will love forever and ever, until the end of time.

Love, *******

“Nothing astonishes men so much as common sense and plain dealing.”

The things you can learn from a fortune cookie.

You tell me I’m wrong, and that I’m making stupid decisions, that I’m getting caught up. But I’m not. I’m doing what I want, support me or keep it moving. Honestly, I don’t like explain myself to people, especially those that won’t hear me out in the end anyway. I guess we just have to agree to disagree. I’ve already made a mental note to never talk to you about this again, but I can’t pretend that it didn’t happen, and I’m not trying to. I’m living with it, and accepting the past. All that’s left to do is look forward to the future.

I love this man right here. He believes in me and says corny lines like, “You’re gonna go far in life youngin’ ” <3 a daddy’s love can never me matched.

I need to man up and stop avoiding this conversation, but I’m afraid of what I’ll hear.