This has to be one of the most random journal entires but I discovered something about myself.
Quite a few times I would look at other relationships and envy some girls. Some had boyfriends who would write them poems, or sing them songs. A few always got to see their boyfriends as much as they possibly could too. Honestly, I used to wish that one day I'd have a song sung, or a poem read; now that doesn't matter.
I have a love who surprises me when he can (and that's quite a bit), puts up with me during my worst, rides the waves of emotions with me, and listens to whatever crap I come up with during the day. He's there as much as he can poss