I've been into this relationship for almost 4 weeks already and in this short span of time, we were dating (though not exclusively) thrice already. The first one, like all other firsts, was a bit rough and heart-pounding but surely it was one of the most unforgettable days of my life, as if a spell was cast on me. I even slept and stayed with her for a night. It was a (exhausting) wonderful and inspiring first meet. That precious moment, however, cannot stay forever, I must say goodbye to her for the mean time but I promised myself that I'll be back to her the soonest possible.
I was ecstatic when I received an invite for our second date. She was at her best when I met her for the second time, she totally rocks my world. I cannot afford to let this opportunity pass without knowing more about her, so I asked her and the people around her until I discovered a motherlode of infos about her. All the ways and means of dealing with her in good and bad times, even the clothes that I must wear every time we meet (she's a bit OC, I know). I had a great time with her for the second time, but then again we had to say adieu - my heart really breaks everytime I do this.
She was also there when I turned 20, she made it the best birthday ever. There were no more awkward feelings, we're now very happy and comfortable with each other's company. I love her and I know she loves me as well.
On the 28th of January, I'll be meeting her again. It will be our first monthsary and I wanna make sure we'll be the happiest couple. I am truly, madly, deeply in love with her, I'm in love with the mountains.
|this is her on our first meeting, 12/28/11|
|she looks awesome here in our 2nd meeting|
|and she made my 20th birthday the bestest when I visited her last Saturday.|
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