Something weird is happening in my life. I’m slowly coming around to letting my old flame move in. I’ve toyed with the idea when I was madly in like with him of course, I was into it. After toying with thoughts about getting serious back and forth in my mind I come to the conclusion. I might be down with that.
Now before we jump all the way forward. As you could tell per in my last post we’re not officially in a relationship. Why? You might ask, well we’re 6 hours away from each other. I don’t do long-distance and neither does he. I’m not letting the Pisces in me run away with the fantasy. It’s just when he’s here, I don’t want him to go. He’s someone I wouldn’t mind coming home to and learning more about. I have a genuine interest and care about him.
We spent the night together and every time he comes over I learn more and more about him. I’ve known this guy since I was 14 and there’s way more to him than I ever knew. I love it.
I think this old gal might be ready to settle down. No. No. I don’t want a kid, although a house would be nice and if I end up staying here I wouldn’t be mad.