Amazing.
That's what my cop told me I was last night.
The first date was incredible. Quite possibly the best first date I have ever been on. My friend that tried to set us up ages and ages ago was right. We have so much in common. And what we don't, just makes us more interesting to each other. We went to dinner. Saw Garden State (GREAT EXCELLENT MOVIE, BTW), then went to the Flying Saucer. We talked about family, childhood, jobs, school...there wasn't a lull in conversation at all. He ordered for me. He held doors. He asked permission to kiss me. Of course, I said yes.
A date that was simply supposed to be a "getting to know you" affair turned into a 12 hour long "We don't want this night to end" affair.
Last night, after work, I went to his apartment and we watched Kill Bill Vol.2 (also an excellent movie). We laid on the couch. We cuddled. We made out. He didn't try anything more than that.
He hasn't yet stopped impressing me with his gentleness, sweetness, honesty, intelligence...*sighs*
He told me yesterday I was quickly turning into a priority in his life, and he had never been happier that he attended a party he didn't want to go to in the first place.
Today, I told both the Ex-Fiancee and the Ex who wanted to be less than an ex that I was involved with someone else. I have no regrets telling them that, because later that afternoon, my cop called to tell me he wanted to pursue things with me and only me.
Two years of waiting has culminated into
something I never dreamed it would.
I'm so happy I could scream. I want everyone to know. Good things like this don't happen to me. You all know that from reading past journals. I'm scared, but at the same time, I'm so comfortable and happy. Just so happy.
He likes my tattoos. He likes my hair. He's encouraging me to pursue my desire to be an SG. He wants to meet my parents already. But most of all, he likes me. In all my quirkiness, in all my outgoing, speak-my-mind craziness, he likes me. In his eyes, my imperfections are what makes me perfection.
I feel like this is a dream. A dream that I hope I don't ever wake from.
That's what my cop told me I was last night.
The first date was incredible. Quite possibly the best first date I have ever been on. My friend that tried to set us up ages and ages ago was right. We have so much in common. And what we don't, just makes us more interesting to each other. We went to dinner. Saw Garden State (GREAT EXCELLENT MOVIE, BTW), then went to the Flying Saucer. We talked about family, childhood, jobs, school...there wasn't a lull in conversation at all. He ordered for me. He held doors. He asked permission to kiss me. Of course, I said yes.
A date that was simply supposed to be a "getting to know you" affair turned into a 12 hour long "We don't want this night to end" affair.
Last night, after work, I went to his apartment and we watched Kill Bill Vol.2 (also an excellent movie). We laid on the couch. We cuddled. We made out. He didn't try anything more than that.
He hasn't yet stopped impressing me with his gentleness, sweetness, honesty, intelligence...*sighs*
He told me yesterday I was quickly turning into a priority in his life, and he had never been happier that he attended a party he didn't want to go to in the first place.
Today, I told both the Ex-Fiancee and the Ex who wanted to be less than an ex that I was involved with someone else. I have no regrets telling them that, because later that afternoon, my cop called to tell me he wanted to pursue things with me and only me.
Two years of waiting has culminated into
something I never dreamed it would.
I'm so happy I could scream. I want everyone to know. Good things like this don't happen to me. You all know that from reading past journals. I'm scared, but at the same time, I'm so comfortable and happy. Just so happy.
He likes my tattoos. He likes my hair. He's encouraging me to pursue my desire to be an SG. He wants to meet my parents already. But most of all, he likes me. In all my quirkiness, in all my outgoing, speak-my-mind craziness, he likes me. In his eyes, my imperfections are what makes me perfection.
I feel like this is a dream. A dream that I hope I don't ever wake from.
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I hope this one is the one that finally treats you like you deserve to be treated.
-Josh