I know that most of the time I take a negative point of view on my life. At the same time I'm aware of it and don't want to make the impression that I keep complaining all the time. This is especially true for situations when I meet my friends. So today I've decided to write about something positive.
I've briefly mentioned that I have a boyfriend. As far as I know, writing about one's boyfriend is not as popular in literature as writing about a Platonic relationship, and this is the way I write my own 'poetry.' But not mentioning him would be a denial of myself.
We've been together for almost three years now, which, now that I think about it, is plenty of time. He is a quite peculiar guy. I remember that around the third week of our relationship he asked me if I'd marry him. Of course he meant some time in the future but the question startled me nevertheless. And that's the way he's always been.
I'm not saying we are a perfect match because I don't believe in the myth of perfection in the first place. We've had our problems, smaller or bigger, but under all conditions he remained a point of reference for me, like the Sun is to the planets. And here I'm not talking about the issue of superiority versus inferiority. What I'm refering to is a personality that might be called as healer or reliever in theological literature. He has his weaknesses of course, but beside these he has the ability to stand by me in difficult situations, to cheer me up, to hold my hand, to make me forget about everything but him, and so on. And he doesn't need more to achieve these than smiling in a peculiar way, or giving a certain look, or striking my hand in his gentle way. And this ability of him is getting more and more important these days, because I rarely have time to relax, or even to spend time with him. I wish all good women had a boyfriend like him.
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