Story

Funny how I forgot to mention that less than manly umbrella - LOL.  It so must have slipped my mind:-P 

You know what's funny?  I didn't even notice the man.  I was looking at Jane the whole time♥.  I didn't even bother looking back.  I figured he found it amusing that someone clearly so big "D" was holding such a girly umbrella - for Jane I might add!  I guess I didn't want to take my eyes off of her either;-)

But I do have to say that although I didn't take notice of the gentleman, the affection between Jane and I is very clear.  I know how I feel around her!  And it's affectionate to say the least!

And here she tells me that he's laughing at me holding her lil polka dot umbrella.  See how she teases me:-P

As for our story I know what it is now.  It's the unlikeliest of love stories, but such a marvelous one nonetheless!  Sometimes filled with irony, but what good story isn't.  Filled with fiery passion with obstacles from daily life thrown in the way.  Could a good story be that easy?  Would something in real life be appreciated as much if it was?  I don't want to cheapen it by using any of the sappy cliché words, but when we're together...well this blog barely scratches the surface.  Often like a comedy, but I love to see her laugh!  Jane might say that it's often like a pop-up book - ding:-P  That's her fault for driving me so crazy;-)  It is no novella.  It's no cheap supermarket romance novel.  It's more that you'd expect - maybe even believe stemming from the your not so typical classical love story origination.  It doesn't make it any less real or special however.

 

Jane once told me that before she met me that she dreamt about me (I often tell Jane about our little dreamland adventures;-)   I dream about her every night.  I may not remember every dream.  Life and busy mornings have a way of making dreams fade away.  I however, even when the dreams slips through my fingers, remember the feeling when I wake.  The feeling of love for her and how I love having her in my life!  I wake up some mornings hugging my blanket when I dream of her in my arms!  Always missing her.  Sad that the dream ended....but then there's real life.  So I grab my phone and wish her a good morning, send kisses her way, and fill her in on how I had my way with her in my dreams - LOL.  Oh and hope that we can get together that day!!!)   Even then I looked her in the eye (again in her dream) and asked "Don't you know?"  She said that she did know, but still shook her head no.  All that fear and excitement and strangely enough relief that thankfully she found me.  But she didn't know how to respond.  So she didn't.  Not at first.  She said that she fell off the face of the earth and flew under the radar for a while…but I guess fate had something different planned when she showed back up and we started from the beginning…sort of.

She said that she tries to explain, poorly sometimes (I lose my words at times when I'm with you too baby, so it's OK), how things are just different with me…its not that she has never had such feelings before…that would be a lie, but they're richer, deeper than she remembers (I absolutely feel the same way!♥ )--hard to describe but easy to feel (it does all come naturally and easily when we're together my baby)-- and to try to make me understand--there aren't adequate words (you can say that again!  I've told Jane before that to try to put things that I feel for her adequately into words is impossible.  They just don't begin to do justice.)…so rather than say the wrong words, she said that she would often just sit back and watch me (I love watching her too;-) )…how my eyes shine, my mannerisms when I am telling her a funny story, the way I smile that crooked little smile and ask her, "What?" when I catch her watching me.  She said that when she sees me that her whole body is filled with happiness and that her heart beats wild (I tell her that when I see her it's like the whole rest of the world just drops away beneath my feet - leaving just her and me and happiness)--it seems so loud in her own ears, that she is surprised that I am not hearing it too.   She told me that I am so good for her and that when she is with me, that she gets to be the true her (and I get to be the true me).

She said that it makes her so thankful and feel so great that she is able to be that way with me and that I accept and love her for just who she is (am I am so grateful that you love and accept me for who I am my baby!).  And it feels like for the first time in a long time she can say that she knows herself and can like herself too (I love the who that is me when I am with you...when you are on my mind and in my heart.  I find myself feeling that I can take whatever the world throws at me and smile, knowing that I have you in my life.  I find myself smiling thinking of you.  Playful with my kids.  Happy.  Joking.  Horny as hell when I wake up - LOL).  She is thankful for how I bring out the best in her (she absolutely brings out the best in me too!  I couldn't begin to tell you.  It's like I'm a happy little kid on Christmas Day, just filled with joy.  K.  A pervy kid on Christmas day, but still - ROFLMAO.  The people who are closest to me, specifically my brothers have commented how happy that I am and have been since I found Jane.  Of course Mr. Plausible Deniability says "Dude.  Check that happy shit or she'll (meaning my wife) be suspicious).   She said that I am amazing (what's amazing is that I can function at all wanting to be in a room with her so badly!) and its only fair to tell me that I will always make someone's heart race every time they see me, somebody's breath will catch every time I smile…even when I'm tired, grumpy, having a bad day--know that someone thinks I'm just right and wishes we could be in a situation where we could be so much more…and things could be so much less complicated. 

 

And this is written as she wrote it with only my commentary in bold parenthesis.

"But I am still thankful for what we do have, for every moment we can steal to be together (I am grateful every day for every moment that we have.  I appreciate you more than I could ever tell you).  I love the way my name sounds on your lips (Jane's voice always turns me on and makes me - Mmmmm!  Just want to see her!), the way your whispers always find my ear, the way your hands speak volumes even when they're grasping mine tight (which is another story all by itself), the way your eyes blaze and my heart explodes (she fills me with such passion and I too explode from the inside out.  I feel ALIVE and like I was meant to be!).  You make me feel like everything really can be okay…

You will always be interesting to me, and I will always love you. I like to watch you button your shirt slowly and carefully, and while sad that it means we're going to be leaving each other, still, it is enough. I love to see you smile when I tell a joke or say something silly and it's enough. I hear your frustration over some sort of unfortunate circumstance and share in your passing annoyance, and it is more than enough. You are everything interesting and exciting in the world. You make the experience of anything worthwhile and enjoyable. As long as you’re around, everything is all right, and not much can bother me.  Even if you're not with my physically, I can pull a thought of you from my head and I am at ease.

I love you and am ever so grateful and thankful that I have you in my life…

~me

p.s. - I have to say it now…yer sexseh, yer funneh, yer smahrt, and I love you ;)"

So the story of us...  I can only tell you what it is now.  I can tell you what I want it to be.  But the bitter sweet thing about life is that you never know where it will take you.  The story of us is a story to be told!

And I love you so very much my baby!♥