People sing those words in break-up songs, write them on condolence cards, and unfortunately, must frequently suffer them when things end.
For us, it's amazing that this thing actually lasted as long as it did considering how difficult it was, especially in the beginning. Long distance... We started out several states and a whole time zone apart, and not everyone thought we would make it, even though we believed. We were very strong and certain back then, and we refused to let the distance stop us. It tried, but we beat the odds. We persevered, we called it a thing, said some pretty scary words, even stuck a very dynamic slash right in the middle of it all. We met, embraced, touched, and felt. It was so right that we did it again, and again. In the beginning it was beautiful, almost as beautiful as her.
No one had ever said "Forever" to me before, and when she did it stopped me for a second - then it felt like exactly what I'd been waiting for, well, forever.
We fell in love, and we documented it right here for all the (Cage) world to see and share. And in retrospect, I think that's the point when everything started to change.
I was planning to move anyway, and very soon I was as close to my dirty whore as I was able to get at the time, but that was still an hour away. Of course I had always meant to close that distance as soon as possible. I kept saying "Be patient, it's just a matter of time, we are almost there, we just have to wait a little longer..."
But some things are ultimately not meant to be. Sometimes patience wears too thin; someone reaches a point when things have to change right now; waiting is no longer an option, and any move other than forward is a move in the wrong direction.
Unless you move South, which is what I did.
Something happened at some point in March. I decided that I didn't want to wait another 3 months until the end of my lease so that I could finally be closer to my little slut. Instead, I rented a new apartment in MD, started packing up my old apartment in PA, and as of April 5th I officially live on Southern side of the border (though due to everything being so super last minute I didn't get fully moved in until the 30th.) And now I and my filthy slut ButterfliesAndCuffs live only 6 minutes apart!
Though it felt like the interminable wait to be together was never going to end, nothing lasts forever, and the wait is finally over. It was not meant to be that we should be so far apart any longer.
I was recently asked why I wanted to move here and I explained it this way: "When you meet the right person, you go where they are. She was not able to come to me, but I was able to go to her. So here I am."
So perhaps there is truly nothing that lasts Forever, but I like how that particular F-word sounds when she says it so fuck it - we've never stopped pushing that limit, we're not stopping now, and we have some new, deliciously ugly, dark purple bruises to prove it.
To my dearest, worthless kneeling whore - I love you. I have said it many times and it is still true, you have been the best part of my life, and the biggest part of my heart. And forever wont last long enough.
❤️🔥 🐖 💘 😛 💘 🐛 ❤️🔥
p.s. - I'm just walking out the door - see you in 6 minutes.
