So they've warned me how unlikely it is that I will ever find that perfect one...that never disappoints, anticipates my thoughts, how to bring me happiness in my moments of despair, makes me his priority despite his fears - I am close, but still, something's missing.
He says he loves me - more than I know - but I don't feel it. He even gave me specifics on why, but I don't feel it. A week ago, I wanted to announce a lifelong commitment - I was that sure - but now, I feel like an afterthought. Is it a hypersensitivity? A defense mechanism? A fear that history will repeat itself? Or a gross insecurity rearing its ugly head again, ready to undermine that which makes me the most happy....
