For those who don't know the whole story, just skip this: everything's fine and getting better.

If you're Duff, skip to the bottom.

For those who know why I've been so depressed, and I haven't said anything about things getting better, I'm sorry. I've been mostly caught up in lots and /lots/ of texting. Good fuck my thumbs hurt even pushing the spacebar.

Long story short, one fuckhead and lots of bad decisions made me way too possessive, and in turn, I pushed Duff away and we only made it worse afterwards. Though, by some miracle, we did start talking again. And with the expert help of RaeAeverri's mediation, helping me focus my words, Duff learned how I still felt, and I learned what Duff had realized in his time gone, but had yet to share...

Nearly every issue's been resolved, all thanks to him, with only one left, which will take only a little more time...

I love Duff. He makes me happy, truly happy. We share so much, and even go a little further beyond our usual comforts just to make the our other happy. And now, he's so understanding of all of my pains, why I became possessive at all... Even when a fragment of the past gets me down, he's glad to cheer me right back up, every single time. Never a 'get over it,' but always an 'I know. come here...' Then clear away whatever caused it the moment he can...

I love you, Duff. Not just until we're together, not just when you're being contested. Not just when you're alone, and not only when you don't hurt me. You give me something to wake up for, something I'd once lost long ago. And, I know you feel the same way with every little <3.

On a sidenote, I missed having emotions. Half of them suck but the other half is pretty great.