birthday kisses
so i have a little baggage when it comes to my birthday – but i generally try to leave town as a present to myself and a stress relief on those around me.
the worst piece of baggage i seem to have always shows up as a sincere anger towards my boyfriend. he never does enough. ever. no boyfriend has made a big enough deal or gotten me a thoughtful enough present in the history of my whole life.
well, at least that is how i saw it.
so this year i let it go. this year i had absolutely no expectations about my birthday gifts from alex. (ok, mostly)
so what i got was a wonderful slow dance where he sang to me all the words to boys to men “i’ll make love to you” (my favorite song in seventh grade! – holy shit, dig those outfits), and then it came true…
that dude fucked me well. real well.
