A little under four months ago today, I wrote an entry about how being single isn't the same thing as being alone. I mentioned how a friend and I had made plans to hang out, just the two of us. Today, I'm happy to write that said friend and I are now not only friends, but in three days, will have been together for four months.
February 7: Friend request received (and accepted) on Facebook from the friend who apologized. We begin to chat and hang out from time to time.
I'm not usually one to write mushy-gushy romantic stuff, but as I once told Vic, "Every girl deserves a Vic... But I'm lucky. I've got the Vic." Sure, there's been some crazy, but overall, it's been amazing. (And, of course, there have been some tears. I never knew until now that a simple, sweet text message conversation could make me cry. And it takes a lot to do that.)
February 25: We start dating. We tell some close friends and family members so it's not a total surprise when we decide to put it on Facebook (because everybody knows it's not totally official unless it's on Facebook, of course).
My friends have told me that they've not seen me this happy in a long time... And they're right. Knowing that there is someone who cares about you and your well-being as much as you care for them is, well, wonderful. From the silly SpongeBob references and rooting for the LA Kings to win the Stanley Cup, to taking each other for medical help, watching silly cat videos on YouTube and chasing after stray cats, listening to Elvis, and just being together, I never imagined this kind of happiness in my life. It's amazing.
Today: I write this entry as the happiest girl in the world who gets to spend a weekend with an amazing guy... And can't wait.
|My favorite person to match in purple with... ♥|
Wise men say, only fools rush in...
But I can't help, falling in love with you.
Shall I stay, would it be a sin?
If I can't help ... falling in love with you.