#squirrel crossing

[curmudgeonness]

[walkingphotos]

Today's Walking Photo: You guys, I just…I got nothing here.

Please note that those are flashing lights along the top. They are lights that flash.

I saw no squirrels.

Interesting(ish) sidenote: Whatever this is, it’s located at the same household as the banana plant that was pictured in my very first Walking Photo nine years ago.

[needtogetthingsoffmychest--blog1]

Him

I love him. I met him in July 2014 when I was actually going through a hard time with thing, stress of leaving school and sorting university things out, family stuff and friendship issues. I'd say he came into my life at the most perfect time. When i started speaking to him a few of my friends questioned at the time whether it was exactly a great idea introducing someone to my life so close to when I was moving away, but I assured them that i was only speaking to this guy so It would barely impact his life when I moved. However, that didnt last. I met him only a few days after i started speaking to him. I was drunk and really enjoyed seaking to the guy so i though, why not? One of my friends came with me and we met him at a park at some ridiculous hour in the morning. I don't remember much from that night but I remember going home and looking forward to seeing his name pop up on my screen. The next day I spent the whole day talking both to him and about him. The conversation didnt get boring and I really wanted to see him again. So i did. I would say that night was one of the most special nights of my life. We met u late at night and took a walk around or town, acting like total tourists. We walked through the woods up to one of the town landmarks. The whole time I wanted to hold his hand but was scared incase it was too rushed, I only met him yesterday and i dont want to ruin things. Up at the landmark we saw the most beautiful view. The sky looked so gorgeous, like it had intentionally burst into the most beautiful contrasting colours in order to try make the night even more special and memorable than it already was. I could of stayed there, in that momemt, forever. We spent the whole week non-stop talking and meeting up, I have never felt so wanted and special in my life. I wanted this boy, I already couldnt imagine my life without him and at this point i still wasnt certain on his feelings for me. At the weekend he spent one singular night away somewhere performing. I couldnt stand him being away, I wanted to see him and missed him an unreal amount. I almost felt empty without him. However, with him being away someone had to put up with my company. I swear my friends wished i hadnt met up with them as there was only one thing I would talk about. Him. The first time I went to his house I was so unbelievabe nervous, like I swear I hadn't been this nervous about anything in my whole life. The night was unreal, we flirted, we kissed, took pictures together and even erm, he had to clean his sofa bed. We managed to fit all this into about 16 seconds and in all honesty I dd not want to go home. A couple of days later he came to my house for the first time. I had spent ages cleaning my room as for some reason I believed if my room was messy, he wouldnt want to see me anymore, I was so silly. We spent the evening cuddled up on my bed watching didnt tv shows. I loved him, even then. This time it was my turn to clean my bed after my mother walking in on erm, love. That weekend it was my turn to go away. It had been planned before I had even met him and now, I really did not want to go. I wanted to spend my weekend with him and not my mother. I spent the majority of my weekend away messaging him, checking if he had messaged me, talking about him and just generally thinking about him. Is this what love feels like? Coming home from my weekend away was so exciting, I made my mum leave as soon as possible and met him as soon as I was home. We went for another of our perfect walks and I dont think I spent one moment not smiling. Later, we walked to our own special place that we'd call "Goodbye Alleyway" an alleyway roughly halfway between our houses which we'd kiss goodnight at, this was where he asked me out. I was so overwhelmed with happiness. I know my friends thought i was stupid but I loved him. The say he said I love you. That day. Ahhh. It was a beautiful warm day so once again we went for a walk, we liked exploring. We bumed into his sister and her dog on our way and I got to meet them. We went up to the place in which we found "our rock" just a cute little rock that fit the both of us on it beside a river. Walking back the sky was once again on our side and we saw an amazing sight, we swear it was a super-nova. This was when he said I love you. I got the most intense butterflies in my belly and had the biggest grin on my face, I do not want to lose this guy. Moving away was the most hardest thing for me to do in my life because of him. I didnt want to lose him but in i way i tried to split us up, I thought it would be easiest but I am so glad he didnt let me make that mistake. I cannot imagine where I would be without him. Only a few days after moving my boy came to see me. I was so excited. I was actualy ill that day but went out of my ay to go to the train station and I swear when i saw him we must have hugged forever. He spent the whole day looking after me, I felt so ad, like i had ruined his visit but he was so lovely about it. The day visit ended up turning into overnight as he wanted to make sure I was okay, how did I end up with someone so perfect. --------- Its a few months on from when we first got together, well eight actually and I still could not be anymore in love with him. He is perfect. We have had some extremely retarded times between us. Me being silly drunk and trying break up with him but he would NEVER let me and I love him even more for not letting that happen ever. I couldn't face anything without him. We argue, a lot, but a realtionship isnt healthy without that and we always made it up. Howwever, these ad times in no way add up to the insane amount of good times we have had, there is no way in the world that the amount of tears i have shed over him can even link to the huge amount of smiles that have been put on my face by him. Despite this, we are in a really awkward situation right now. Well i am. He has broken up with me. The love is still there completely. I dont want to lose him, I cant. I can admit I have done bad, I have been way to jealous when he speaks to other girls and stuff, but there is a saying that goes "A jealous girlfriend is a good girlfriend". I know I shouldnt get so jealous, i can honestly say I fully trust him, he loves me, why do i keep telling myself that he is going to go off with someone else. He loves me, only me. I also bring up things from the past way too much and I know to stop now. Why bring up things which we have already settled? The other day another of those special moments happened. We went for a picnic at the river. we were sat up on the rocks back to how we used to be, flirting, giggling, kissing and cuddling when we saw our very first shooting star. Once again the sky trying make things speacial. This was when he said he loved me, I believed him. I just wanted to be back to how it used to be. Yesterday was insane. He came over for pizza and movies. I dint know something so simple could be so lovely. We were both so happy in our little buble just messinbg around. I wanted to stay there in his arms, smiling together for ages. I hated having to say bye to him last night. I love him. Me and him had planned our cute little future together filled with puppys and Lazerous and Ladylous and smiles and kyisses and tuddles. I really hope that he will realise that we do work and built this future with me. I love him, only him.