Simple

I was going to post about something fun but decided not to. I can post about that great concert in Germany any time.   Thank you all for your comments and support.  That was a very cathartic thing, being able to rant and rave and let the hurt out.  Now, I'm at peace.  I know this was the best decision for me and for him.  He didn't have a say in the matter but... eh. Lex finally decided to talk to me today.  He did not ackowledge in any way anything I said in my messages to him over the weekend.  I'm surprised he got the balls up to talk to me.  No, I didn't let him have it again.  I had said all I was going to say about how he treated me.  I just told him that I knew he was unhappy living here and wondered why he stayed.  Money. Fair enough.  It was ackward and he's still closed and, well, rude, but either we'll make it as friends or we won't.  The most important thing about being with Lex is what I learned.  I learned, he's not my ONE. He's not the guy that will make me happy.  I tried very hard with him.  But, I learned, I shouldn't have to.  Love, is simple, so sayeth a friend of mine.  It really is.  Its as simple as sitting and watching a Disney movies until 4 a.m. and enjoying it, without saying a word, only holding hands, comfortable silence within the depths of cats and toys and enough clutter and junk to fill a landfill.  It is as simple as standing in front of a mirror with them behind you.  You can see you, you can see them, they can see you and they can see themselves.  That is beauty, that is whole, that is complete.  Its the merest touch of a hand, its a smile.  Its darkness and light, male and female, acceptance and understanding.  Simply though, its not them seeing what we see in ourselves, its them seeing who we truly are.  The core.  Its the puzzle piece that fits our piece, exactly.  The strengths meeting the weaknesses, the dawn and the dusk, the moon and the sun. But simply, its realizing that although we may be weak, we have faults, we've been beaten and scorned, hurt and betrayed... we see all that is wrong with ourselves but they see everything that is right.  And we see everything that is right with them. We match.  We're complete and whole.  It is really that simple.  (Thanks J. and C. for helping me see that.)