i'm really in love again.
it was something i highly doubt. unlikely. improbable.
but it just feels so right.
you're not suppose to fall in love and find the one you want to spend the rest of your life with when you're 17 and in high school
it's stupid and naive
...but i can't help but feel it/know it/believe it.
as our relationship progresses, i can see our potential future (his words lol) grow;
i can picture a life with him.
a future with him.
haha maybe it's cause he treats me special. maybe. but its not like he was the only guy who does.
maybe its cause he's goofy and makes me smile. like singing silly songs with larry from veggie tales to me in the car.
maybe its cause i know i can depend on him. i can talk to him and he'll be there to listen.
maybe its cause he's wonderful. or maybe he's wonderful because i love him.
maybe its just the fact that he's my colin. he's colin and thats all i ever ask.
its something about him that makes him different.
i dont want the other guys. i want him.
and i guess thats all that really matters.
i want to spend the rest of my life with him.
i want to live with him, fall asleep in his arms, and wake up see his face in the morning.
i want us to have our own place to call home.
i want to wake him up with waffles in bed...with light syrup and fruit on top (not all the time)
i want to snuggle up next to him on cold nights and play footsie under the covers
i want our fights to be pillow fights.
i want to be able to come home and wind down watching tv together on the couch.
i want to grow old with him.
i want to have him meet my family and be accepted.
i want to hold hands in public even when we're are old and gray.
i want to greet him with hello kisses and give him 'see you soon' kisses.
i want to write him little notes that make him think of me when we're away from each other.
i want to play wrestle randomly and sneak attack him when he least expects it.
i want him to be mine, and only mine.
i want to be his, irrevocably his.
i can't believe i'm in love.