My master wasn’t very much in my life at first, nor did I think he’d ever be.
When I first met my master, he was with someone else. I had to accept being less than number one for him, or accept someone else. I chose him. But it meant a number of compromises.
He was often not my first thought. I’m sure I wasn’t often his. Yet time and time again, I’d be headed home and think, I wonder if he’s free now. I’d just been out with friends, I didn’t really need company. I just…kind of wanted it. Funny thing would happen. Just as I had that thought, who’d be walking up to my doorstep? Yep. You know, on the off chance I hadn’t anything better to do. And I hadn’t.
God, that was over ten years ago now!
It’s crazy how time passes. We are much more aware and considerate of each other’s time now, of course. Just a few minutes ago he called me. Unexpected surprise, he said aren’t all surprises unexpected?. He won’t be home till much later than he thought. Wanted me to know, so I didn’t worry about making dinner.
We’re taught that either we are someone’s number one or we are nothing at all. That is a fair point of view.
But that’s not always how love works.
At least not for me. I cannot speak for others. All I know is if I’d turned him down because he could not have given me everything, I wouldn’t have the amazing relationship we share today. Maybe I never would have, either, if I’d kept turning down the chance.
1 thought on “do you want to be my first thought? then let’s be willing to be each other’s afterthoughts.”
“Most of my loves have been casual. I’m addicted to love. If every love were my all consuming love, I’d be exhausted.” Oh boy howdy, you hit my nail right on the head!
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