Sep 2015
Saturday, 18/04/2015
How it all started.
This is how our story began.
I still remember it like it was yesterday. ****, it feels like yesterday. I always felt this sense of comfort, this great feeling of openness when talking to you. I found comfort in hearing your voice. It was like you were with me that night, lying next to me. It was like I could feel you holding me.
You were the first person I ever truly told my feelings to. For some reason that I will never know, I have always been one to guard my emotions. I do it simply because I cannot bear getting hurt or judged. People often misunderstand me and think I do not feel deeply because I don't like to express with words. Trust me, I feel deep. I don't overthink, but what I feel physically impacts me. It affects me in ways it won't usually affect others. It affects me deep down in my very gut.
Telling you how I really felt was not only a big thing for me, but it was something that I had been so scared to do. But you made it... easy. Effortless. The words slipped out of my mouth with a smile on my face, and when I heard you say it back, I melted.
I was exhausted, but my heart was racing. I felt such a great feeling of euphoria, it was really and truly crazy. I lay in bed feeling like I had won a marathon, climbed a mountain, surfed a great wave. Just because I knew, at that very moment, that I had you.
Each hour flew by. I couldn't believe how late it was getting but I just didn't want to stop hearing your voice. There were times where I actually drifted in and out of sleep because I just felt so... content, that you were still there on the other line. That when I whispered your name you would always respond.
Saying goodnight to you was a long procedure because none of us wanted to hang up. I hated the thought of not hearing you, even if it was the complete silence of you sleeping. Because at least you would still be there. It happened eventually though, and I lay awake afterward just thinking of the future and endless possibilities between us. I could not comprehend how everyone's predictions was about to take place. I couldn't understand how it had finally happened.
I will never forget that night. It was, so far, one of the best night's of my life. To find out that someone you had liked, someone you always had your eye on, cared about, thought of constantly, actually returned the favour... Nothing is better.
It is such a good memory, and I wouldn't have wanted it to be with anyone else but you.
So that is how our story began. Our little love story.
And then, like all love stories,
It ended.
How it all started.
This is how our story began.
I still remember it like it was yesterday. ****, it feels like yesterday. I always felt this sense of comfort, this great feeling of openness when talking to you. I found comfort in hearing your voice. It was like you were with me that night, lying next to me. It was like I could feel you holding me.
You were the first person I ever truly told my feelings to. For some reason that I will never know, I have always been one to guard my emotions. I do it simply because I cannot bear getting hurt or judged. People often misunderstand me and think I do not feel deeply because I don't like to express with words. Trust me, I feel deep. I don't overthink, but what I feel physically impacts me. It affects me in ways it won't usually affect others. It affects me deep down in my very gut.
Telling you how I really felt was not only a big thing for me, but it was something that I had been so scared to do. But you made it... easy. Effortless. The words slipped out of my mouth with a smile on my face, and when I heard you say it back, I melted.
I was exhausted, but my heart was racing. I felt such a great feeling of euphoria, it was really and truly crazy. I lay in bed feeling like I had won a marathon, climbed a mountain, surfed a great wave. Just because I knew, at that very moment, that I had you.
Each hour flew by. I couldn't believe how late it was getting but I just didn't want to stop hearing your voice. There were times where I actually drifted in and out of sleep because I just felt so... content, that you were still there on the other line. That when I whispered your name you would always respond.
Saying goodnight to you was a long procedure because none of us wanted to hang up. I hated the thought of not hearing you, even if it was the complete silence of you sleeping. Because at least you would still be there. It happened eventually though, and I lay awake afterward just thinking of the future and endless possibilities between us. I could not comprehend how everyone's predictions was about to take place. I couldn't understand how it had finally happened.
I will never forget that night. It was, so far, one of the best night's of my life. To find out that someone you had liked, someone you always had your eye on, cared about, thought of constantly, actually returned the favour... Nothing is better.
It is such a good memory, and I wouldn't have wanted it to be with anyone else but you.
So that is how our story began. Our little love story.
And then, like all love stories,
It ended.
