I’ve been wanting to get a moment to write since yesterday morning. As I’ve gone about my work day and home life, I’ve had all these thoughts bouncing around inside my brain wanting to be let out…
You have been amazing. This whirlwind romance has consumed my brain pretty much from the moment it started. I don’t know what made me reach out to your sister to ask about you or what made you decide that once being told about the conversation that you should reach out to me, but I’m oh so glad we did. One date. One free date was all it took to make me so sweet on you. One night of laughing and talking. One night of kissing in the moonlight. One night…and you had my heart. Thousands of texts. Phone calls sprinkled in there in the middle. More dates. And then the sleepovers… I thought I was attached from the beginning but now I’m so hooked. From the goofiness to the serious straight faced conversations. From the crazy parenting moments to the relaxing on the couch. From the laughing to the kissing to the passionate moments behind closed doors. I crave it all with you.
In your arms is where I wish to be. When I’ve had a hard day, it’s your comfort I crave. When I have excitement, it’s you I can’t wait to tell. I’ve been falling since day one, and every day I fall a little more. I’m an emotional person and I feel with my whole heart, so I knew this was dangerous territory. I knew that if we continued like this, soon it would be so much more than a crush. You’ve matched me every step of the way though, and you have eased my fears more than I ever thought possible. I feel safe with you, physically and emotionally. You somehow, with very little effort, have made me unafraid to turn my heart over to you.
You, my dear, hold my heart in your hands. It’s been beaten up and bruised, but I feel like you admire the beauty in it anyway. I also feel like despite your own pains and hurts, you have handed yours over as well. There are little fears in us both and they are understandable, but they aren’t roadblocks. I knew this for sure yesterday morning when we were sleepily talking and getting dressed for the day. It wasn’t an overtly romantic moment and I can’t even remember what we were talking about, but I looked up from pulling my jeans on and there you were staring at me with love in your eyes. Those 3 words have not been exchanged, but it doesn’t matter because it was plainly written all over your face. It took my breath away and made my heart skip a beat. I asked you what you were thinking in that moment and you changed the subject with goofiness. I’m not even sure if you were consciously aware of what must have been going through your heart right then, but your eyes gave it all away. It made me feel so good and relieved. Because as I sat there with my morning coffee and you were still in bed just moments before, I realized that for you, baby, I woke up that foggy, chilly morning with love in my own heart.