It’s only been three days but I get more besotted with her with each passing day.
How could I not be when she’s been right in front of me this whole time, cheering me on and putting smiles on my face when I’m suffering?
Three months is a short yet long time to grieve things long gone and irretrievable. Yet, I’ve dangled my feet in love and hate many, many times these three months, and I’m going all in for love again because of her.
It has been three days since I asked her and she said yes. Now, I’m a person who’s received two cheek kisses in four days. TWO! IN FOUR DAYS! Never in my life did I think I would be one of those people.
We’ve exchanged silly banter and emotional confessions so far. She just messaged me to tell me that it was a faculty loss for not including me in a music showcase, and that they should feel sorry for themselves.
I feel like I’ve been taken over by a ghost. I can’t believe I’m actually typing this out.
I really am quite taken with her. I can’t see it stopping for a long time!