he makes me happier and happier.
My heart is in my throat. He evokes emotions inside of me I didn't even know existed.
I can't wait to see him.
The thought of our first kiss makes me feel so funny in so many ways. I haven't had that built up first kiss in a very long time. The last person I kissed was the last person I'd been kissing for a few months, and we never had that exciting first kiss. We were drunk and it just happened. Where this...this is like gonna be one of those situations where when we kiss, I'll melt into him. I know I will.
I know it'll be one of those kisses where your heart is fluttering and you get tongue tied with nervousness when it's time to talk.
I think about that amazing feeling and get all like giddy and funny and weird. My sister and I were talking about it today, and we both were like obnoxious girls who kicked and giggled excitedly about it. She totally loves him. There's nothing to not love though. He's so good. And I showed her a picture, and she was like, "He's really cute. I want to look, but he makes me so nervous. I can't look at him!" I think she's so relieved that I've met someone so good. She loves me so much and hates seeing me with stupid guys. She's like my other mother, ya know, so she's just so happy that I'm so happy, and rightfully happy because he's everything someone could ever want.
Anyway... 4 days.
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