Monogmy. Commitment. Relationship.
My feet are itching to run as I type those words. I am not a U-Hauler, not one on the “marriage march”. In fact, these words make my heart palpate and my hands sweat. I am monogamous with my hair guy, committed to my friends, and in a relationship with my job. To add a romantic partner in the mix seems overwhelming. Or, maybe I fear being burned again. Fear that I will only find (and have the courage to proclaim) the right words when the moment is over.
But, I am ready for these “big words” with you. Not prepared for rings or a shared checking account, but ready or the first step. I am ready for my ass to belong to you and tonight I am setting the scene. You, me, and an ice rink. I will tell you I am ready and you will ask the one question that has been sitting on the tip of your tongue. Hopefully you still want what I fear and will be gentle with me as I take this giant leap of faith.