I am sitting here on Valentine's Day. It is snowing outside and my boyfriend of two months is still asleep after a late night at work.
My emotions are mixed and I really don't know why. I guess it could be that this is my very first V-day that I am not alone.
I feel that Valentine's Day has always been a lonely day where I have had to listen to all my gay friends say that love doesn't exist.
Guilt is one of the things I am feeling. I mean, Mikey my boyfriend is just too good to me sometimes! He got me flowers for Valentine's Day and a card and chocolate.
I just started a new job and I had been unemployed for a while before that. So I had no money to buy him a gift. But I did something that I do a lot and that was write a poem for him. A love poem
From the first moment I set my eyes on Mikey on December 10ish, I knew I had to be with him!! Not really in a sexual way just be with him, to hold him, to have him sleep in my bed, to give him all of my love. He does things to my insides that I only had read about in those love novels. You know the ones I am talking about with the rippling muscles and the beautiful blond in his arms!! That is how he makes me feel. Mikey stands at 6'2" and only weighs in at 155lbs, but when I am in his arms I feel like he is 7'4" and 303lbs of pure muscles. His love for me makes up the difference.
Well, that is all I really have to say this month. Any comments on this article, e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Thanks and spring is in the air!!