This is Daniel, the first time I met him right after a football practice. He’s a linebacker and offensive charger…he’s also my polar bear. This picture was almost a year ago, and when he walked onto that black top, I knew at once that I could never let him walk out of my life.
One night sitting in the car, smoking a cigarette and looking up at the stars, Daniel and I were talking about our friends and who would date who. He put me and him together. Later that night he kissed me, and we turned into friends with benefits. He told himself and everyone that’s all it was. I had a girlfriend at the time so nothing else could happen, and eventually that girl and I broke up because she could see just as clearly as everyone but else could, we were crazy about each other. This last week he came with my family on a trip to San Diego. We spent 24 hours a day for 7 days with each other and still wanted more. I didn’t shower alone or sleep alone once, he carried all my shit and I did his laundry. I made this kid eggs in the mornings and tucked him in at night. He kept me from partying too hard, and I made him come home before he could get in any trouble. On the 6 hour car ride home he texted me the usual “I see you<3” from the seat next to me. From there we texted and smiled, and made it pretty clear to each other that this past week has shown us both exactly what we need. “I want you to be mine, all mine.” Those are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard, and I’ve been waiting for them for a year…a year of cigarette runs, sneak outs, kisses, biting, slapping, yelling, ignoring, drunk phone calls, good morning texts and whole lot of oblivious, shrugged off “I love you”s.
Just now I drove over to his house for the millionth time, so he could ask me a question he already knew the answer to…and hopefully this extremely dysfunctional, confusing, and unconventional love story…has a happy ending. :’)
I love him.
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