almost 1/2

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4OXrmxDp44

It's been almost half a year and I'm still with my sweet Rastaman. The first-date thrill is gone, making place to something a lot better: the love-thrill. We had a lot to learn these months. It's in a way just like school: Everyday you learning something new. I learned under his lovefull guidance about respecting each other and helping each other. You know when you have one of those bad, bad days, when you wake up and it's raining, there's a lot of stuff waiting to be done and before you even crawl down from the bed, your body says 'No, no, no, you're not going anywhere. I'm sick.' And you try and curse and try again and get angry and feel very upset and very very alone. And the next thing you know is that you're putting it all out on the person you care most for. That shouldn't happen. Ever.
But it does, and it does to all of us, no matter the race, color, gender or bank account. Well when it happened to me, my lover went for a walk. No drama, no bad words, no fight. And to be honest, this is what hurt the most of it all. The fact that in that second, instead of feeding my bad energy and bad mood, he took his coat and went for a walk. In the seconds when I was listening to his footsteps down the stairs, I felt my whole body break into sharp glass. And it wasn't about me being sick anymore, it wasn't about the bad weather, it wasn't even about being upset. It was just the sound of the one being here for me day and night, that was slowly walking with his eyes in the ground. And that very moment I realized how important it is to never, never, never take it out on anyone. It's my own responsability if I choose to be sad or happy, optimistic and pessimistic, good or bad, angry or chill. It's what I make of everything that counts. And out of his maybe not so tactful attempt of being there for me when I was bad, I made something that pushed us away from each other. And that distance hurt more than anything he could ever do.
We also learned trust. I learned that trust can be earned and that it's good to be like that. I learned also that he deserves my trust. I learned that the more we trust each other, the more easy it is to feel loved. I learned that by trusting the person sleeping next to me and receiving trust back, jealousy and lack of air will not come. Do you know why? Because we get to know each other too well to let things like this put us down. And I feel happy to know that my lover is happy. And the more I trust him, the better it gets. Honesty and calm never counted so much as they do now. And I like it that way. I feel I'm finally next to a grown-up that can keep his word. I feel that not only are we in a beautiful relationship, but we are also fortunate enough to enjoy each other every single day. We do things together and this brings us closer. We do things separately and this brings us even closer. We do things for each other and that is proving love in all the ways I can think of.
We learn love-making all over again. As each evening we fall asleep arms in arms, each day we give each other more and more. It's nowhere I ever thought it could be. Instead of going dull, our relationship grows so beautiful!
I thank in my mind every night I fall asleep, for I've been so fortunate to meet such a wonderful person. I love you my dear Rastaman! You little...