I am completely, intoxicatingly happy. I feel like nothing can bring me down. The fact that what I’ve wanted for so long has actually happened in my life makes me so thrilled, I can barely speak. I know I deserve him.. I know he deserves me.
He says he loves me. He doesn’t say it all the time, but I know he does and that’s what I want to hear. He holds my hand, tries to make me happy. He makes me happy just being him. At school he is serious but he still smiles and looks so cute and happy to see me. His friends have grown to accept and like me. Everything is going great, and I believe and feel it, but it still amazes me.
We are intimate. We kiss. He is a good kisser, and you can tell he has been looking forward to the physical part of our relationship, because he has never been physical with a girl before. We kiss. We touch. We go further. We are so deliriously happy. He doesn’t know how to act; he has never, ever felt this way before.
But I have, so naturally, I take the lead. He is cool with that, as long as it isn’t so obvious.
Him: [on facebook IM] hey
Me: Hey, what’s up?
Him: come over
Me: haha..Miss me already?
Him: lol well kinda, but also i wont see you for the next week, i’ve got to study so we might as well hang out for a while
Me: Sure! You know I love to spend time with you… lol I’ll ask my mom.
Him: k
I go to my mom. I tell her I’m going to my friend’s house to study, she asks a million questions, but then lets me go. It is 6 o clock.
Me: Want to walk up halfway?
Him: sure ill walk down the road and ill see you
Me: Okayy:)) Great!!
Him: lol see ya
Me:Do I bring anything?
Him: no lol just come over
We are happy. We are comfortable. People at school have accepted us, and he doesn’t care much anymore what people are thinkin about us. It’s amazing.
I wonder sometimes how come it took so long, and why there were setbacks. Then I realize, I didn’t let things go so easily…Totally should have done that.