Nothing Short of Wonderful
he opened the car door for me. yes...he really opened the car door for me. and every single other door we walked through. and he paid for everything. and i am not even making this up. i can honestly say i dont think i have ever been on a date where the car door was opened for me. he was genuinely nice. he made me smile. and he has an amazing smile. amazing. he made me laugh. he was super easy to talk to. he's a family guy and defiantly not ashamed of it. i love that. he held my hand. he kissed me goodnight. i was going to offer for him to come in and hang out for awhile but he didn't push for it so i left it as it was. and i'm glad it ended that way. it kept things innocent and i like that. he texted me hoping i had fun and saying goodnight. it was exactly what i didn't think he would do, and everything i wanted him to do.
i was completely myself. completely. i was afraid i was going to be overbearing just because i know i can have a strong personality sometimes. i had fun. a lot of fun. i had a few butterflies. and i realize i miss that feeling. i was impressed. and i was all smiles for the rest of the night.
so here i sit gushing about one date. i find myself smiling randomly throughout the day for no reason at all. i'm becoming pathetic hoping he will call/text me even if it is just to say hi. i, however, am also scared shitless. there is a part of me...a huge part of me that is waiting for this to turn out like every other situation that i have actually liked a boy and just been pretty much used. there is a part of me that's thinking it's to good to be true. there is a part of me thinking i'm just another girl...he must do this all the time. the thing is, i'm really hoping it's different then all those other times. and all because he opened the car door...
i was completely myself. completely. i was afraid i was going to be overbearing just because i know i can have a strong personality sometimes. i had fun. a lot of fun. i had a few butterflies. and i realize i miss that feeling. i was impressed. and i was all smiles for the rest of the night.
so here i sit gushing about one date. i find myself smiling randomly throughout the day for no reason at all. i'm becoming pathetic hoping he will call/text me even if it is just to say hi. i, however, am also scared shitless. there is a part of me...a huge part of me that is waiting for this to turn out like every other situation that i have actually liked a boy and just been pretty much used. there is a part of me that's thinking it's to good to be true. there is a part of me thinking i'm just another girl...he must do this all the time. the thing is, i'm really hoping it's different then all those other times. and all because he opened the car door...