i fell in love this summer. we knew each other from school, but were both kind of quiet so didn’t talk all that much. one night he invited me over for wine so he could hear about an idea i was working on for my project. he was completely respectful and i could tell he actually wanted to listen to me, it wasn’t just an excuse to invite me over.
we hung out a few times after that (he would always try to find reasons to call me or hang out) and were really able to relax and talk about real stuff. later in the summer, i had been trying to make it clear to him that i liked him but didn’t want to complicate the friendship (and i was just scared shitless!). he asked me if he could cook me dinner at my apartment one night. a few glasses of wine later, he finally figured out that i liked him and we kissed on my front porch. it was amazing :)
we have been together for a month now, and i am completely in love with him. he understands my intense side but also can make me laugh my ass off! not to mention he is wicked smart, interesting, cute, and likes to cook!
i didn’t think i would find a decent guy EVER. seriously, i know everyone says that but i REALLY had bad luck in the past.
i’m leaving boston in a two weeks and he’s staying here, but we are gonna try the long distance thing. i’m trying to cherish every single moment.