Too good.
Which makes me really nervous.
I am always saying sorry and I think when I talk on the phone I sound like I am twelve, really. How do people put up with my high pitched voice? I do not know.
I feel like a loser because I am actually writing about him on a blog. (oh lord this might bite me in the ass.)
To start off, I would have never thought that I would be able to get close, as in touching and being close in general. Turns out, he's the opposite, he likes cuddling, holding hands, and having deep talks which makes me very happy. He understands my view points and I am starting to learn his but we do not convert our view points to satisfy the other's. We do not change our personalities or quirks or become someone different and that's what makes me think that it's going to work. I am trying not to think of the future or how to act around him because if I do, I will see things differently and start acting all awkward. Mom always said I have be with someone who lives in New Orleans because I am not leaving my family to move somewhere else. Of course he is from somewhere not new orleans, but that's ok. I don't get to see him as much as I would like and people keep asking me if it's going to work since he is far away and the answer is "yes." I never believed in long distance relationships because the couple never sees each other and they don't have the closeness as a couple who lives in the same vicinity, but I don't think I count because it's only three weeks.
I have been loving sleeping late and studying when I want and seeing my friends while on break. But there are always those little reminders of him wherever I go that make me think " I miss him." I feel like I shouldn't be feeling this way because we have only been talking for two months. I should still be in the infatuation stage and just being horny all the time, but I'm not. I find myself smiling too much; a memory pops up and I can't stop it from happening. I also think that sometimes I like him too much or I am too clingy so I try to back off and seem nonchalant and passe'. I confronted him about it and all he said was " then I must be clingy too."
It still surprises me how much I am seeing in him, how relaxed he becomes or how the jokes begin to fade and how he becomes focused.. on me. I find myself blushing or beet red by the time the night is over and I can hardly contain how giddy I feel.
I never pictured it like this, he surprises me everyday.
