Hey Baby Girl, I Love You

Steps and Communication

Here is the rest of what I started to explain in my update early this morning.

So, London and I had decided that I was going to spend a few nights at her house since she had only every stayed at mine. Anyway, we walked to her house and then went and got lollies and stuff which was supposed (key word: supposed) to last us two days. It didn't.

Surprise, there was crying. It was my fault because she was talking about her friend's relationship and how they should break-up or something and I didn't really wanna hear about their issues when I was with her. That lead to something about being a bad girlfriend. Which she is not, she is the best. Then I cried about my grandpa who passed away over a year ago, so I felt kind of stupid. Then we watched "Marley & Me" so I cried then too. Then she cried because I wasn't thinking straight and said somethings that I guess scared her. And how can I forget that night. Something touched London at 3am on the dot so she cried about that as well.

The crying isn't the thing here. London's dad doesn't know about us; therefore, we can't act like a couple when he's around. On the first night, once her dad had gone to sleep, we basically had our chance to do something without the fear of her dad walking in on us. It started with the usual kissing and stuff and then she ended up on top me, I don't remember how. Anyway, we stayed like that for a little while longer before something came up about London taking her shirt off. I wanted her too but I also wasn't sure. I decided screw it. She took her shirt off and it was great. Then something was said about me doing the same. I wasn't sure but I trusted her enough so I took my shirt off too. The thing that I like here is that no one was forced and it was purely "if you're comfortable with that."

This is what I mean by communication. In a relationship, I want to know what I should do and what I shouldn't and I also want to know what they're comfortable with. London and I were like that. It may not seem like it from how I explained it but we were. I think that if we didn't have clothes on at all, it would almost be considered "lesbian sex" I really don't know. The thing was, I wasn't nervous about all that. The kissing shirtless thing that is. I remember our first kiss and how far we have come and I'm happy. Every so often when we get together we talk about new steps and even go as far as taking them and I think that's very important in a relationship of any kind. All I'm saying here is that not talking to your partner can be worse than "ruining the mood" with a serious question