long over due...
Saturday seriously turned out perfect.
Greg drove down to Austin to see me while i was at Sprachfest. We met at the capital building and once he walked up and smiled at me, it was all i could do to jump off of the bench that i was sitting on and run to him. I think i spent about ten minutes straight in his arms before we realized that the people that were walking around us were also staring at us so we sat back on the bench and talked for a bit. All the while i did not stop holding onto him. I felt that if i did he would vanish before my eyes and i would wake from a dream. The most fabulous dream ever. We made our way back to the UT campus and he waited patiently while we were singing and then i joined him once again on a bench and staid there with him in loverly bliss until i absolutely had to go. It was the perfect day EVER!
I had to see it to believe it. That smile and that voice come from the same person. The one I could talk with all day is the same one I could walk with all day. Holding onto him is as easy as holding his image in my mind.
Anyone who has believed I've deserved to be happy and has hoped for the best for me, you can move on to your next good intention. Meanwhile, anyone who calls me their enemy and who pines to see me in distress, I'm sorry, but you've lost.
Because I've never felt a kiss days after its occurrence. I've never felt a touch so hot that it burned its memory into my skin and mind ruining me forever more for anyone else's touch. My hand has never belonged in anyone else's the way it does in his. I've never been more secure or comfortable or fit so well in an embrace before. I've never been more comfortable with someone being that close. Someday, I hope to be as close to him everyday as I was Saturday.
The distance between us is doing a pretty terrible job of diminishing this feeling of discovery and elation.
I've heard it said that love makes you do crazy things, but the truth is, once it's for love, it becomes perfectly reasonable. That's why love is such a liberating feeling. Your actions don't have to make sense.
I believe no one should give up on finding this feeling. As long as there's a chance of it happening for you, trust me; you'll want to keep looking. And there's always a chance. If you believe in fate, just be patient, and don't stray from the path that's set out for it to find you. If you don't, control your life and find that person. Show them that you decide when it's over, and that your own commitment is what keeps their hand in yours.
Let this be the last time I ever fall in love.
Greg drove down to Austin to see me while i was at Sprachfest. We met at the capital building and once he walked up and smiled at me, it was all i could do to jump off of the bench that i was sitting on and run to him. I think i spent about ten minutes straight in his arms before we realized that the people that were walking around us were also staring at us so we sat back on the bench and talked for a bit. All the while i did not stop holding onto him. I felt that if i did he would vanish before my eyes and i would wake from a dream. The most fabulous dream ever. We made our way back to the UT campus and he waited patiently while we were singing and then i joined him once again on a bench and staid there with him in loverly bliss until i absolutely had to go. It was the perfect day EVER!
I had to see it to believe it. That smile and that voice come from the same person. The one I could talk with all day is the same one I could walk with all day. Holding onto him is as easy as holding his image in my mind.
Anyone who has believed I've deserved to be happy and has hoped for the best for me, you can move on to your next good intention. Meanwhile, anyone who calls me their enemy and who pines to see me in distress, I'm sorry, but you've lost.
Because I've never felt a kiss days after its occurrence. I've never felt a touch so hot that it burned its memory into my skin and mind ruining me forever more for anyone else's touch. My hand has never belonged in anyone else's the way it does in his. I've never been more secure or comfortable or fit so well in an embrace before. I've never been more comfortable with someone being that close. Someday, I hope to be as close to him everyday as I was Saturday.
The distance between us is doing a pretty terrible job of diminishing this feeling of discovery and elation.
I've heard it said that love makes you do crazy things, but the truth is, once it's for love, it becomes perfectly reasonable. That's why love is such a liberating feeling. Your actions don't have to make sense.
I believe no one should give up on finding this feeling. As long as there's a chance of it happening for you, trust me; you'll want to keep looking. And there's always a chance. If you believe in fate, just be patient, and don't stray from the path that's set out for it to find you. If you don't, control your life and find that person. Show them that you decide when it's over, and that your own commitment is what keeps their hand in yours.
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