How I did it: Saying I love you to the first person that means the world to you is never easy.  Expecially when you aren't sure if they love you back.  About a year ago, I found the first person that made me stop feeling so numb to the world.  The first person that made me realize what love was.  She had a way of making me embrace loving her instead of being scared to love her.  She made the whole concept of love make sense.  With all these feelings at heart, I needed to tell her how I felt (even though I'm sure she already knew).  Telling her was good for me.  I grew up in a sense.  I embraced real feelings instead of being that person I always was who just let things pass by.  The first time I really said it, I was drunk of course, but I still meant it.  After that, every time I said it to her (and I was never dating her, but we were in a weird relationship) it was like the first time.  I was nervous and jumpy.  My heart raced like I was running a marathon and I had all these stupid ideas of rejection in my head, even though she never rejected me before.  I became well aquainted with the butterfly feeling.  I'm happy I did it.   

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Oct 15, 2008, 03:18PM PDT | 0 comments | 1 cheer