This is it...well, it better be anyway

I found him. For real this time. I have found the perfect man for me. He is smart, funny, and sexy, and what matters the most is that he loves me for who I am. This is the first time that I have been truly open about who I am. I don;t feel like I have to act a certain way around him...I know that nothing I do or say is going to throw him off. He s just as crazy and retarded acting as I am and that is what I really love about him. This time it is different. It is so different than it was with my ex fiance. This love is real and true and feel like it is supposed to last forever--how can it not. I have it bad, too. I hate being away from him even for a few hours; I almost feel like a psycho because of it. I don't want it to go away, though, I like it; no love it! I don't want to be away from him and that is so strange for me. I like my "Tanya Time", but I don't really want that with him. I love spending all weekend with him. From Friday evenings at dinner to our Sundays on the pallet in the living room. I don't think that it gets any better than this.