kisses dream of lips like yours
i talked to him for a week straight, before we decided to meet officially. he picked me up, and brought me to
his house. he was very cute, and the sweetest person i'd ever met.
right away i knew it'd be special, we liked the same things, laughed until we just about peed our pants and i'd never felt something like this. it was so much more than sex, it was about him.
our first kiss was in his basement as we cuddled and watched a scary movie. he was the first guy that willingly watched a horror movie with me, talk about special.
he was like a guy version of me. we had the same views of life, it was like i had finally found the person who really got me.
our relationship grew, we met families and spent holidays with one another, making memories and loving nonstop.
we had disagreements and got mad at each other but worked it out and learned from the mistakes we made. we forgave and love and laughed some more.
we grew and grew and grew together. until the day the three words came out that i dreaded for so long.
"I love you" he told me
without hesitation i replied back. i'd known i loved him for awhile but didn't want to scare the boy away. in just two quick months he had made the biggest impact on me.
he was my whole life, my go to, my everything. i was scared to go on with life without him.
i hated not being with him, and i hated disappointing him and making him upset. i found myself head over heels with this boy.
i was close to his parents, who were undoubtably the best people i had ever met.
suddenly all the hurt and struggle made sense.
i had to lose Quin to find my boy. my boy that id never felt so sure about anything but him.
i don't know how long we will last, but i can promise anyone, the hurt is worth it.
i've never been happier to be with someone and i couldn't dream of being with anyone else.
this is when i realized i had found the one.
