Mi Amor

Lately I've been wanting to tell "that special someone" exactly what he means to me and while it would mean so much more face-to-face, I'm not sure I'd be able to find all the words. So it's going public, that way EVERYONE will know, too.

I've thought many times that what I had with other guys was love. It never was. Maybe infatuation, lust, and ignorance, but never, not once love.
My need for acceptance was what always got my feelings confused. I'd think "He calls me beautiful, he must love me. This must be it." But to assume that the first guy (or even second and third) to say that is THE ONE is wrong and misleading to everyone. I do believe you can find love young, but the chances aren't good. It's rare that anyone ends up with their childhood friend or high school sweetheart. It happens, but not a lot.
I have only dated 2 people besides Charles. The two "relationships" together lasted about 2 months. The one I'm in now just passed 3. I'm not bragging. I know it's not a lot, but I know there are many more months to come and I'm very excited about that.

The start of US is quite interesting.
We met at work on my second day -09/12/08-, (somewhere around his second or third week), and I can't say it was love at first sight, because you never know what they're really like until they open their mouth, but I definitely had an attraction to him. He was very smart, very funny, very cute and very single :)

We talked for awhile when we were scheduled together and created a nice friendship, but something in me wanted more. So after talking to some friends I mustered up the courage to ask for his number. Which is still the most difficult and embarassing thing I've done to date. Don't ask why.
I called that night and had the most horrific conversation ever. Not because of him, but because I was nervous and so afraid that he wasn't interested in a word I was saying or possibly because I thought I was talking too much. I'm sure I was.
After that I ended up calling him once or twice in a spans of maybe a month.

Then he got texting.
:-D

We texted a lot. After a while it became an everyday thing. Kind of routine.
Wake up
Text
Shower
Text
School
Text
Lunch
Text
Ect. Ect. Ect.

After maybe a month of that (we're in about early November of '08) I decided it was time to tell him how I truely felt. So I did. I can't remember exactly what I said but it was somewhere along the lines of "I really like you and hope you feel the same. If not we can still be friends. Yadda, yadda, yadda." and his reply didn't surprise me. He wanted to stay friends. And that was fine with me. He was (is) a great person. And his friendship would be awesome.
He continued texting me every morning and all day until we fell asleep that night. That greatly confused me and was sending me many mixed singles. "Why text all day if he doesn't like me?" I brushed it off, even though two of my friends were convinced we would still end up together. I ignored it and thought "Wishful thinking."

Confusion lasted until early December when one night we had a very seriously discussion about his denial. He did like me! To this day I love that conversation and really wish I still had it. We started dating on 12/14/08 at around one in the morning. I wouldn't take back any of it.

He is one of the best things to ever happen to me. I look at him and can't believe how God thought I was good enough for someone like him. I'm head over heels for him and can't imagine my life without him. I love him dearly and truely and I can not wait to marry him. I want to be close to him all the time because he's everythig I've ever wanted and I don't want to be without that for anything. I'll be with him forever on earth and in heaven and that makes me smile.
I love you, baby!