Several months ago I moved out of my Juliet's house. Again. This was not the first or second time. Not even the third or fourth time I had moved out. I think it would have been the 6th time. The reason for leaving was not because she cheated on me, or restricted my movements, or I fell out of love. It was because she would bug me to death to do things. Or tell me when I needed to get up. Even though I still love her and would die to protect her I just did not want to deal with what she wanted me to do. What in Gods green earth was she asking me to do you might ask? It was things like pick up the dog poop, help me with the dishes, help get the kids ready for school, help empty the trash, pick up after yourself and don't sleep in till noon and so on. What! You might say. I was more into playing on the computer, sleeping in, or just being stubborn. You see I don't have a regular job I go to. I own my own business dealing with Internet sales. To be honest I could complete all of my work in 1/2 hour a day and bring in good money. So what did I do with the other 12-15 hours of my day? I wish I could answer that. It was not until recently I woke up to see what I was doing to her and our children. The wake up call was created by a very special kiss she gave me. It was as if our souls were one. Well into the evening I was still shaking. For some reason within days several barriers I had put up fell down and I was able to see more clearly. I began to plan out how I would win her trust back. I began to set up a plan to improve myself. I have not seen her in several weeks. She is on vacation with our children and her parents. I sent off a couple emails to her to explain that I love her and want to win her back. Well here is why I am scared. I will see her tomorrow when I pick her up from the airport. I will be able to look into her eyes and will be able to tell if she is thinking about what I have offered. Or I might see that it is to late and I have hurt her to much for her to ever trust me again. I am not expecting her to say everything is just peachy king between us. I would not want that. I just hope that when I see her tomorrow her eyes tell me that she is still in love with me and is willing to let me show her my new ways.