They say that when the right person finally makes his or her appearance in your life, you'll understand why none of the others worked. I'm finding this out with My Teddy Bear everyday.
He finally declared his love for me. It was nothing like I'd imagined it to be.
We were coming home on the train from an impromptu date. On our right was a lesbian couple making out like they didn't have a home to go to. On our left was a woman whose outfit was a study in stupidity. (SN: When it comes to spandex, just because it hugs you doesn't mean it loves you.) We were giggling at the scene and just enjoying each other's company. As we neared my stop, he was telling me how to get home safely. And then he said, "I love you."
To say I was shocked would be a gross understatement. I looked at him and said, "What did you say?" He repeated himself and I gave him a kiss and got off the train. I had a look puzzled bewilderment on my face because he'd chosen that setting to make one of the most important declarations of our new situation.
We talked about it when he called me later, and he said, "This isn't a John Hughes' movie! This is real life! What was I supposed to do -- wait to tell you how I feel about you?" I was sufficiently shut down.
As I've given it more thought, I realize that I'm used to guys picking just the right moment to tell me pretty lies. MTB chose the craziest moment he could to let me know that his love for me isn't an illusion, but a real thing.
That was weeks ago, and he keeps showing me in real ways that I mean the world to him.
Case in point -- my money is funny because my rent is due. Without having to ask him, he offered to give me cash to hold until my payday. While I have no problem asking my family for money, I don't really ask the guys I date. And he was like, "I'm not taking no for an answer." The amount is secondary to the sentiment behind it.
I am so happy...
He finally declared his love for me. It was nothing like I'd imagined it to be.
We were coming home on the train from an impromptu date. On our right was a lesbian couple making out like they didn't have a home to go to. On our left was a woman whose outfit was a study in stupidity. (SN: When it comes to spandex, just because it hugs you doesn't mean it loves you.) We were giggling at the scene and just enjoying each other's company. As we neared my stop, he was telling me how to get home safely. And then he said, "I love you."
To say I was shocked would be a gross understatement. I looked at him and said, "What did you say?" He repeated himself and I gave him a kiss and got off the train. I had a look puzzled bewilderment on my face because he'd chosen that setting to make one of the most important declarations of our new situation.
We talked about it when he called me later, and he said, "This isn't a John Hughes' movie! This is real life! What was I supposed to do -- wait to tell you how I feel about you?" I was sufficiently shut down.
As I've given it more thought, I realize that I'm used to guys picking just the right moment to tell me pretty lies. MTB chose the craziest moment he could to let me know that his love for me isn't an illusion, but a real thing.
That was weeks ago, and he keeps showing me in real ways that I mean the world to him.
Case in point -- my money is funny because my rent is due. Without having to ask him, he offered to give me cash to hold until my payday. While I have no problem asking my family for money, I don't really ask the guys I date. And he was like, "I'm not taking no for an answer." The amount is secondary to the sentiment behind it.
I am so happy...
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