I have to be vague.
Cannot and will not detail exactly what occurred.
Except that...
Last night I was my insecure, jealous, and emotional self again.
For a number of reasons.
Which I do not want to mention.
But.
M. tossed aside and confiscated the main source of my insecurity, tears, and pain.
In bed, through countless overflowing tears, I explained my feelings to him in a wavering voice.
I tried so hard to not cry while speaking.
But I couldn't.
Through my ears, my words sounded messy, soft, but...so very honest.
It hurt to say those words.
But it felt so freeing.
And he understood what he could.
And before closing my eyes, I tearfully asked him quietly, "Do you ever regret being with me?"
He answered me in one sentence.
The words that were clasping onto the sentence were so beautiful...so revealing.
I do not even know if he understood how BEAUTIFUL his answer was.
Upon hearing his reply...I cried even harder.
But it was a cry of relief.
Of happiness.
Oh gratefulness.
Of love.
And he opened his arms out wide to me.
I didn't allow another split second to glide by...and I melted in his comforting and loving embrace.
Tears spilling warmly onto his face, shoulders, and chest.
And we were skin on skin again.
I kissed his lips gently.
I felt so loved.
And then we fell asleep in tranquil slumber.
Love stronger than ever.