I don’t even know what I can say about him. He is my perfect little bitch. He just means the world to me. He means so much to me that I can’t even remember my life without him. Like, I’ve known him for less than 2 years but this boy knows more about me then people who have known me for years. I know that I have shy moments with him still when it comes to singing and dancing but he has pretty much seen me through the bad times and the good times. Yeah, he hasn’t seen me through my worst, the way that I used to be. But that’s only because I haven’t felt that bad feeling ever since I have met him. This is going to sound stupid but it’s like he gave me his hand and pulled me back to the good side. He has helped me get back to being silly Gina. He is the only reason why I am myself again. So I’m glad that someone like him.
I think back and remember the way that we met which we have both sworn to secrecy to never tell (I’m not going to say I promise) and think “WHAT THE FUCK? HOW DID, WHAT WE HAVE NOW, HAPPEN FROM THAT PIECE OF POOP?” But it did and I am surprised. I honestly never thought that this would happen to me. Its voodoo, I tell you! But it happened. It was meant to be and fuck it’s made me the happiest girl in the world. He has made me the happiest girl in the world.
We spoke for like 3 months before we started realising how we were falling in love. Like, it felt like talking to him daily was an essential. We would talk about pointless rubbish but it was those conversations that got us closer and closer. During those conversations after like 2 months, I finally understood that he was Indian. After 2 months of talking! And then I was confused on how he was Christian. Damn, I had so many dumb moments. We took our time but he finally told me those 3 magical words that made me cry! He told me loved me (16th May-yes I remember the day after searching through messages for months ;)) I actually had my mouth wide open with shock, tears falling from my eyes. I’ve never told him that I cried but yeah lol. I think it was just because I had been waiting for this moment for so long that when it came I was so happy that I happy cried.
The worst thing was though, that I didn’t say that I loved him back till like a week after on his birthday. I knew that I loved him and that I wanted to be with him but I didn’t want to rush into anything. The poor boy said I love you to me every night for a week and I didn’t say it back. Damn Gina! After a few days I knew that I loved him, I knew it! But I wanted to keep it for his birthday because it was coming soon. Then finally his birthday came and I messaged him saying “Chris?” and he was like “yeah”. Then I finally told him that I loved him. I remember him just sending me loads of smiley faces. But deep down, I think he was just like “BITCH FINALLY!!” I just wanted to say it again and again to him to make sure he was fully aware how much I really loved him. It was only till after his birthday that we started talking about a relationship. But it was like we were in a relationship all along because we were still able to be complete fools together.
OMG, the first time that we met! I remember leaning on this big damn ball thing because he was late, the ass hole and he comes creeping around the corner with his cutest smile on his face ever. He just looked at me and smiled and I couldn’t stop smiling at all at that point. The dude must have said hello to me like 10 times in 2 minutes! I was actually shaking and then we sat by each other and we were just so quiet. You put your arm around me and I remember just saying “this is awkward” because I was sitting there like a plank of wood instead of leaning into you. Our first kiss, ooh dear that was funny. We were sitting next to each other for like half an hour. I must have leaned in to kiss him about 5 times but then I leaned back again because I thought I was going to fast but I just wanted to kiss him! Then finally after half an hour (maybe longer) he finally leaned in and kissed me. OMG THE BUTTERFLIES! MY MIND! BUTTERFLIES GOING CRAZY! MY HEART WAS BEATING FAST! I WAS STRUGGLING TO BREATHE! He finally kissed me and I was too busy worrying about damn butterflies. That kiss was damn beautiful. Ah man, that day though!
Here we are nearly a year on and I still get those butterflies when he kisses me and calls me “beautiful”, “princess” and tells me that he loves me. There were reasons for me writing all this. First reason is that I want him to read this (if he isn’t too much of a lazy shit) and realise how much I love his face!
Second reason, when you meet someone and they make you feel like the way that he has makes me feel; love him like crazy because “According to Greek Mythology, humans were originally made with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts condemning them to spend their life in search of their other halves” FACT! I think I have found mine!
p.s. he is Chris (tokenwilliams)
