Nearly A Decade In The Making.

I've known Mario for almost ten years. We met when I was nearly fifteen and he was seventeen in confirmation class. LOL! I had such a crush on him back then....I was still a little girl then....innocent of many things still. I miss being that pure, but purity comes with a high price, vulnerability. And that's something I never want to feel so long as I can help it. Well my school girl crush on him faded after I began liking someone else, typical. So fast forward and summarizing the last nine years and we stayed friends, never really seeing each other much, as he turned of age when I was still a minor and my parents never liked him, for several reasons that disclosing is unessessary. We were young and dumb, children still; we thought we were oh so cool and badass. BAH! Oh those days....embarrassing.

Well just this past Valentine's Day, he and I hung out with his group of friends. Something began to change....I suddenly REALLY wanted to kiss him. BAD. I thought oh shit im just hormonal. Nope. I just couldn't help it. Something about his character, now, drew me in. He wasn't flirty with me, he treated me as he always did, as a friend. So I thought oh fuck im have no chance at this. At the end of the night, I finally just said to myself fuck it im gorgeous, I can at least ask for a kiss and im sure he'll comply. Sure enough he actually did and sshhiiitttt I felt spark. MR LOB CITY intense spark. FUCK. I thought. The next day, we talked and he said he didn't feel  uncomfortable about it. Just didn't know what to make of it. I said to myself im going to be like Derrick Fisher, I'm going in for the 3. So I said"well should we try dating?" and he said sure. FFFUUCCCCKKKKKKINGG CRACCCCKKKERRRSSSS GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE KITCHEN! LMAO!!!

So fast forward to today, which would be a few weeks later, and WOW....I am so taken by him already. It's spooking me out. When he touches me, as in pulls me to him, holds my hand, or rubs my knee cap, I love it. He may not be the thinnest and most handsome guy in the room, but he has a cute face and his personality is what does it for me. It's so easy. Since we've known each other for so many years, there's nothing to worry so much about. There's no preasure to impress each other, there's nothing. It was and has been an easy transition into us dating. I feel like a queen whenever I catch him looking at me from across the room when I'm associating with other people wherever we're at. When we sit together, I feel powerful and proud, like I said, much like a queen. No, a goddess. I want to make him proud, I want to be the very best. I can years with him. Easy, happy years. And babies. I'd be ecstatic if we procreated a beautiful new little person. Kissing him and holding him is the best feeling in the world, its not weird or anything. It feels right and normal. I'm so happy. But who knew that YEARS later all this would happen? Life is funny that way.