Ever since my yf and I first started hanging out, I have found myself very close to calling him by the wrong name. I always found it a bit unnerving because the relationship I have with him is so different from the relationship I had years ago with this other boy whose name comes to mind first. I thought that with time this would go away as my mind finally completes the connection between his actual name and the things I feel when I am with him. Yet the other day, over a year into a very close relationship, I spoke too quickly and the wrong name came out. Although he only seemed puzzled, I was horrified. I like for him to feel like he is the only one who has ever held this special place in my life, yet there I was accidentally blurting out the fact that he's just the latest one.

Don't know if that story means anything to anyone. But I had to share it.