Saying that I'm "Madly In Love" feels like a huge understatement. The way he makes me feel and the way I feel for him... It's hard to imagine that those feelings can be summed up in three little words.
Waking up to a photo of him AND a "Good Morning, Gorgeous." message?! Ughhh...
The sign is backwards. But it's the "Scuba Steve is FOX-y" sign I made. He was passed out.
As long as his smile is the last thing I see, I'll die happy.
He's the only color in my black and white world.
Waking up to a "Good morning, beautiful." message AND a paragraph about how he feels towards me?! Ughhh...
Before he came into my life, I didn't know what love was. I've never been loved. In all honesty, I didn't think I'd ever get to experience what being loved felt like. I always thought that some people were doomed to to give more love than they'd ever receive. And I always thought that I was made to love, but not meant to be loved.
But then Stephen came into my life and completely flipped it upside down. We met on Facebook. We were both members of this body positivity group. I made a post in the group. He sent me a friend request. Close to 70 other people also sent me friend requests, after my post. And out of all those people, he was the ONLY friend request I accepted. I'm not sure what made me accept his friend request. But I didn't accept it for TWO days. It was "pending". I kept going to his profile. Something was drawing me in. Everything on his profile was private, so it's not like I could even see anything. But I just had a strange feeling. And something told me to accept his friend request.
At first, neither one of us spoke to each other. And then I messaged him. We spoke like two strangers would. He was very polite and respectful. Hell, he STILL is. But I had my guard up. At the time, I was only interested in a friendship. So my messages seemed a bit... Uninterested. We'd message each other, but it was just casual. But then the two of us started to gradually talk to each other more. And when that started to happen, I was craving his attention. When he replied, it felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. And when it took him forever to reply, it felt like all the butterflies died.
I've always liked older men. But Stephen is different. When he told me his age, I didn't even care that he was significantly younger. At least he was legal age. And he was very mature. He didn't abbreviate every word. He was very polite and respectful. He was quite the gentleman, to be honest. I've never been wildly attracted or interested in someone younger than me. Ever. But Stephen is a rare exception.
Stephen was just a hurricane. He came into my life and obliterated everything I thought I knew. Whenever we spoke, it felt like I had known him forever. There was just this instant connection that made me crave his presence. I made the first move and started to flirt with him. I didn't know if he felt the same, so I thought flirting was the best way to find out. Which terrified me, because I've NEVER flirted with someone first. But he started flirting back. And when he started flirting back with me, it honestly made me crave him even more. I wanted him. I wanted him to be mine. I didn't want anyone else to have him. That must sound so crazy. And shortly after that, he told me that there was something he had to tell me. He told me he was IN LOVE with me. And I couldn't stop smiling.
When we first met, I honestly thought he was a Catfish. I didn't think there was ANY way in Hell that someone so attractive could possibly want anything more than a friendship with me. Why was someone so attractive actually flirting back with me and telling me he was in love with me?! And then another part of me thought that it really was him, but he was clearly playing a cruel practical joke on me that he took way too far. But then he asked if I wanted to go on video call. I was a mixture of excited and nervous. I wanted to see his face, but I felt like I was going to puke. Thank you, anxiety. But the second I saw his face...? The anxiety went away. I felt SO COMFORTABLE around him. We spoke for nearly 5-hours, on video call. We got to see each other's faces and hear each other's voices. He had me smiling and laughing. I felt completely comfortable and relaxed. And the way he was looking at me and the way he was talking to me... You couldn't fake that. I knew he really did care about me and love me.
Waiting for him to FINALLY ask me to be his girlfriend felt like torture. I didn't know when it was coming. I didn't even know IF it was coming. Maybe he didn't want to do a long distance relationship. Which I would have understood. I didn't even want to do a long distance relationship. But I wanted him. I didn't want anyone else to have him. I didn't care if it was long distance. And then my best friend asked him when he was going to make me his girlfriend. He said he didn't know, but it was coming. And two days later... It finally came. We were on video call and he asked me. And it was just... Perfect. He was making me smile, and then he asked me if I would be his. So I was already smiling, and then he made me smile even more.
Ever since he's been in my life, he's been making me happy. So incredibly happy.
They always say that the right person feels like home... That home isn't four walls, but it's a person that loves you. And Stephen is my home. He's my safe place. He's my shelter. He'll take care of me. And, in return, I'll take care of him.
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