So... mine and Jay's one year anniversary is coming up soon. In the next week or two. The circumstances around our coming together are confusing and many, so I'm not exactly 100% sure when we actually became a couple rather than two people fucking. For a total of one second I thought we'd not reach it, but I have no doubts anymore. At all.
I went to a tattoo parlour at two am on Saturday. It's the only tattoo place in Jarvis, and I was expecting and fearing it to be dirty and run down and unsanitary as the outside of it was. I walked in and it was absolutely beautiful inside. There's an elaborate set up of glass display cases full of beautiful and exotic body jewelry, a whole wall of mirrors for you to try things out, and the remaining three walls are covered in tattoo designs and the names of the people who have custom designed them. I spent a bit looking around, and then noticed a sign saying the piercing and tattooing rooms were downstairs, so I went downstairs and found some artists who were on a coffee break. They gave me a tattoo sheet and I drew out exactly what I wanted, they penned it on me, and then they both set to work. They turned what could have been a four day adventure in tattoo land into a nine hour adventure in tattoo land (3 am to noon), with two short breaks between.. and they were so incredibly clean. They sanitized the needles in front of me and they were very precise. I've never had such a lovely experience being inked. And it's beautiful. Perfect. It's my anniversary gift to Jay. His initials in an elaborate design across the small of my back... the two ends of the design go to the centre of the sides of my hips.
I showed it to him last night, early, and he got choked up, so it had the desired effect. I love him so fucking much it isn't even fathomable, and even if my heart is broken in his hands, it belongs to him, and he'll fix it.
My back hurts, but I have a beautiful, exhausted man in my bed and I'm missing his arms around me. We've got hurdles to clear still, and we've had one hell of a year. Hopefully many more lie ahead.
Also... don't be alarmed, but I think I might be gay.