14. 18. 21. 26. 28.
Now I'm 34 and tired.
I always had a bad habit of picking guys for a specific purpose. I'm a great girlfriend and I do everything I can to help make their worlds a better place but rarely would I indulge in the kind of vulnerability falling in love produces. I always used to tell my mother. "Sure I love him."
My current came along at a time when I wasn't looking. To not love him would be like not loving myself. We are in total synch and life is one lovely groove. I'm all in for this to last a lifetime. If it doesn't, well... There will be another adventure for me out there.
And that's cool too.