Week Two

This has been an amazing weekend and its not even over yet. On Friday night, I went out to Tim’s house. We had dinner and watched a movie, Across the Universe. We talked about all kinds of stuff that night. We talked about the two of us, where we both were in our friendship of getting to know each other. Tim told me that he really has found himself falling for me and I told him that I have fallen for him. He told me how he would really like to call me his girlfriend, if it was ok with me. I agreed, it was the thing to do. We shared our first and second kiss that night. Oh, such nice kisses, sweet, gentle, kind. Just like him. Today, we have talked a lot. We have both now come to realize that this relationship has moved forward a lot faster than either of us would have ever known it could. I have known that I was in love with Tim since last weekend, the weekend of Valentine’s Day. After I had confessed my original, but short lived thought, and he understood with no problem and still wanted to get to know me, I knew in that moment that I was in love with him. For him it didn’t come until this weekend. I think he might have had a suspicion before now, but he really knew this weekend. It happened, as he told me, while he was upgrading his myspace page, to include a little something in there about this wonderful girl he had met, me, and how much I meant to him. He also mentioned how I can always seem to make him smile and knowing that I am happy makes him happy. But still, as he sat there with those thoughts, he still hadn’t totally known, not until later on that day when I had put a comment on his myspace profile. I had put a comment on there saying that I didn’t care what kind of car he drives, where he lives, if he is on the A list, the B list, or the never heard of list, that I only cared about the words that fluttered from his mind, that they are the only thing he owned, the only thing I would remember him by. That I would not fall in love with his bones or skin, nor would I fall in love with the places he has been, that I would not fall in love with anything but the words that fluttered from his extraordinary mind. There was another small one I attached to that one. It said, meeting you was fate, being your friend was a choice, falling for you was beyond my control. After Tim had read that, that is when he knew for sure, that he was in love with me. He had also had 2 different dreams about me the night before. He says that was God talking to him. And then to have wrote what he did on his profile page and after reading my comments, he knew for sure. He told me as we were chatting online, that he usually prefers to say this in person and I told him, hmm, ok what? I had already known what he was going to say, but still asked what. I had seen the love in his eyes the night before as we talked. There was just a little twinkle in those big blue eyes of his, every single time he looked me in the eyes. I started to notice that when he would look me in the eyes, he would quickly glance at something else. But the twinkle was still there, every time he would look back to me. But he then told me that he loves me. Jokingly, I asked him you love me, are you talking to someone else and typed that in the wrong box by accident. I told him I was joking. He said no, that he really did love me. I then told him that I love him too and that I have known about my love for him since the weekend before. It is really weird how fast things have grown between us, but we are both enjoying every minute of our growing love for each other. We both hope to spend a lot more time together, making many memories of making each other happy. We hope to sit and hold hands and talk for many, many more hours. We hope to just hold each other, lovingly, and not let go unless we have to. We hope to make memories of us, together and happy for a long, long time to come.