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Last night I got a bit drunk after the bonfire and you just watched me as I sat on your floor in my underwear laughing hysterically at nothing. you said “I’m having the time of my life. I love you.”
I responded “he loves me!” between gasps of belly laughter
You said “yeah, I really do.”
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I spend half my life dreaming of you. Of your laughter, your smile, your kind heart. The way you take me the way I am.
Week 2 of long distance. It feels easy with a guy like him
I am one lucky gal.
we’re living in different cities now. I spend my days wearing your sweaters & daydreaming about you. and every time it rains, I remember the first time you told me you loved me.
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There is something so special about the way you love me. Thank you for being patient with me. For loving all of me, even the parts that I have trouble loving myself.
On Saturday we danced all night. You laughed at my moves and I laughed at yours. You’re my best friend and I want to dance with you for the rest of my life.
yesterday you told me that even if we don’t get married, you’d like to be present in my life as a friend to watch me raise my children. you said you’re excited to see the connection I have with my kids. you already know I want them to be yours.
This weekend was beautiful. I love you more than you or anyone else will ever know.
On Friday we napped in your bed and then got drunk off sour ale, which is your favorite. On Saturday we woke up with headaches which were somewhat cured by breakfast at our favorite diner. You got french toast. I got chocolate chip pancakes. We laughed a lot.
The rest of the day was my favorite. You live out in the country. Your house is lovely, and every weekend that I get to spend in your freezing bed looking out at nothing else besides your barn and the surrounding woods, I feel like the luckiest girl alive.
We went on a walk to see the neighbors alpacas, but they had already gone inside for the night. So we walked on the railroad tracks instead. The sky was bright pink on the way back. Like a highlighter. In that moment, I felt like I was in a movie. I loved you so much.
We came back in and put m&ms in our ice cream and watched tv with rosy cheeks. You ran your fingers through my hair which was still tangly from the wind. And then you took me back to the city, which is what I’ve always known. But now that I’ve heard the quiet of your backyard, seen the distance between your house and the next, the lights outside the window of my dorm room seem less appealing.
I wish I could understand the way I’m feeling and why I fell so hard and so fast. But I guess all that matters is I know you feel the same way.