It is a both curse and a blessing to find so many roles in one person. The thought of everything in one person sounds wonderful until you realize that in just a second you could lose everyone. As the White Rabbit once said, "Sometimes forever is just a minute."
So why am I so scared to lose him?
Because I've been cursed and blessed at the same time. If I lose him, I don't just lose my lover. There goes my best friend, my advisor, my listener, my unpaid therapist, my human diary, my cushion when I feel cuddly, my boyfriend, my sex partner, my guardian, and my biggest supporter.
When you lose a boyfriend, you vent to your best friend. When you lose a best friend, you vent to your boyfriend. But what happens when your boyfriend and your best friend is the same person?
