I'm quite certain I'm in love. This weekend changed everything. Parts of it were a reality check (this isn't always going to be easy) but I know that we can make it work. Other parts of the weekend were pure bliss. At times the difficult times and the blissful times were happening together.
I'm still amazed by all of this. So many misunderstandings prior to six weeks ago.
Has it really only been less than six weeks? It feels new, yes, but it also feels so very comfy.
I've never felt like such an important part of my significant other's life before.
I have a hard time recording my happiness here... I avoid writing about the good times for fear that I'll someday look back and regret running with the feeling. But that's what love is about, right? Taking a chance. It's like an investment - the biggest payoff comes from the greatest risk.
I'm keeping the fact that I love him to myself... letting him set the pace. I don't want him to feel pressured about anything. In the meantime, I can keep telling him how much I like him.
I am looking forward to what the future will bring.