Emotional Writings Dump

Passage 7

2/17/18 Where Ever We Go, We Go Together

It hadn't been a very long time, but I can say, I was deeply in love with her. The day was right, if I'm correct, we had reached our one week anniversary. Never before now did I want to keep track of the time, the days, the weeks that we had spent talking. That we had been in love. After a long time of talk, it was quite possible for us to meet. I don't think I've ever wanted anything more in life. I had secretly wanted this all along and now we both talk about it like it's a normal everyday thing. The two of us meeting could be a reality, an actual actuality. If she were here now, as I write this, I'd want my friends here too. My OTHER friends. They HAVE TO meet her. I just worry if she'll like them, or they her. If they don't, I'll simply get other friends. School is already a bore with them. They never let me talk about her. They always say that they want me to sleepover with them so that I can FaceTime her so they can meet her. That'll never happen, I can't do that to her.
If I ever get to meet her, I'll take her to the movies. We are definitely watching It chapter 2 together when it comes out. I'd love to take her to camp, we could walk on the beach, get the best ice cream, ride in the golf cart at night, and watch movies at the RV later on. I'd also take her to my house. Perhaps in the summer, we could go swimming. Or just watch old movies in my basement. We could listen to music and draw, or play truth or dare. Maybe we could go to the fair or a cool car show when they come to town. I could take her to the mall for an evening and we could walk around from store to store. We'd look at Pop figures and maybe buy a few. She likes the Flash, so we could look at that stuff too. After all that, we could get lunch and talk for hours, then go to the arcade when we're done.
I know I'll meet her within the year, and when I do I'll probably cry tears of joy and laugh and hug her tight. Maybe even sneak a kiss. If she lived here, I'd take her to school dances. She could come to the yearly block party and meet the little ones. Maybe if I'm really lucky or good, I could take her on a trip. We could go on a road trip to Martha's Vineyard, she'd love it there. Or just a nice long road trip on its own, going nowhere. Or we could fly somewhere and get a killer hotel room with a pool and I could sing in the room and my voice could echo everywhere. After the days' events, if she's fine with it, we could share a bed, and I could spoon with her. No matter where we are or what we're doing, I hope we hold hands. Maybe we could stand in line and she'd be really short so I could rest my hands on her shoulders and my chin on her head. Maybe our family's would get super close and we could go on big trips together. Like to natural state parks and we could all go on rides or go on long hikes through the forest. Maybe, when/if I or her, get famous somehow, we could go to public places. Like press meetings or movie premieres. We could both be interviewed or we could walk around and buy stuff. Or we could both go to COMIC CON. Neither of us have ever been so it would be the most amazing thing. We could both hold a head panel and get asked questions.
My life would completely become one with hers if I ever meet her. It would be heaven to touch her, hug her, smell her, anything. Of course, I must wonder or hope for the sake of her own boundaries. I'd never do anything that she wouldn't like. I'm, or example, not sure if she would like any of the family bonding that I envisioned. I also don't know if she's one for all the publicity and autographs. Or if she'll like hikes or long road trips. Sometime, I'll have to ask her. For now, we'll just continue to call or text each other. I'd love for her to be my first kiss though. She's already my first girlfriend, I don't know, maybe it best not to dwell on what could be. I'll still hope. I'll still like her.

[So this is when I started adding the dates and titles to the passages. This passage is not about any of the girls I was talking about before. This passage was written a little while ago and I remember the feeling of writing it, where I was writing it and why I was writing it. This passage is about the person who I can, without doubt say, was my first experience of true love. Her name was Sadie but she discovered she's currently trans so he likes to be called Sam now, so I guess it's easier to get over him. The name Sadie is truly a thing of the past now, at least for me.
Side note, I loved this girl with all my heart and considered dropping my friends if they didn't approve of her. It was a long distance relationship that I'll never do again. We called nearly every day and feel asleep either texting or through goodnight texts. What I'm trying to say is the next few passages may shorten up but there will be lots of them. LOADS OF THEM. But I'll still post them one by one.
*some not finished by the way*
**actually I might post all those together**