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The other night I slipped, those three little words with so much meaning. They just came out, so effortlessly without any thought beforehand. I held myself back, I kept repeating in my head it’s too soon, it’s too soon. After careful deliberation with my conscious I woke up this morning and decided why is it too early? Too early in who’s eyes? If I feel a certain way about something I should be able to express myself. It only effects me myself and him. So why hold myself back. There’s no point, it’s not going to hurt anything. It is what it is. I love him. Yea I said it. Love, it’s what makes my chest tight when we kiss, it’s what makes me think about him 24/7, it’s that excitement I feel when I haven’t seen him all day and he answers the door and he kisses me, just to see him smile makes my tummy do flips. Everyday I sit at my desk and look at our picture and ask myself is this real? How is it possible that me, little plain Jane me, has got lucky enough to be able to call him my boyfriend and be able to say I love him and he loves me back. I am dreaming, because this has gotten way better then I expected. We don’t fight. We don’t argue. It’s just bliss. Our biggest problem is missing each other and if that’s our only problem Id say were doing pretty damn amazing. He is incredible. I can’t even explain. I’ve fallen hard and theres no getting up. :) goodnight.
