Hokay, so, I'm with Mr. Nolan, and have been for a month this Thursday. I love him. That's obvious. But to what extent? Crazy. Yeah. It's only been a month, but I love him more than anything. I love the way his gaze softens when he looks at me. And the way he holds me tightly. The way he can tell me he loves me without even opening his mouth. All of it. I know he means everything he says to me, and I know he's not like most of the other guys I've dated, in that he's interested in me and not my body (why anyone would want that I'm not sure..). Yesterday and the day before he came over. For the most part, we watched movies with my futon pulled out as a bed. As he held me there tightly and giggled with me at the movie, I thought to myself, "I can see myself spending the rest of my life like this.." And I even told him that word-for-word. He seconded. Yeah..
bkldhjl4hr4hl · Tue Oct 11, 2005 @ 11:40pm · 0 Comments |