I had a hard time in relationships. I dated a guy for a year and a half who would verbally abuse me and shake me until I cried. I was brainwashed into thinking I was nothing, and that he was everything. I loved him, and I thought he would change. He never did. In January 2010, I was finally strong enough to pull away from him. He would still come to my school, and stand outside the door and listen to what I would say in class. Some classes he would even walk into. He spread dirty rumors about me, and tried to get a lot of people to hate me. I was so scared of him. I was even more scared to fall in love again. I tried to have another relationship, but it failed because still, I was terrified.
On August 17th, I moved into my college dorm. On August 20th, an amazing man came into my life. He was interested in everything that I was. He was an English major, and he played guitar, he loved to help people. He was gentle and sweet. He had a soft voice and beautiful brown gold eyes. I wanted to spend every waking moment with him, but I thought that he didn’t see me.
One day I walked outside, and I found him there. He asked me to throw a football with him, and I said yes. A couple throws, and then we stopped and just talked. I bumped into a car and accidentally set the car alarm off. He still picks on me about that.
Two days later, on August 29th, we went out for coffee at a local Starbucks. I finally told him how I felt about him. Turned out, he felt the same.
I know it’s only been a two week relationship, but I’ve never felt so safe with anyone. He’s my best friend. I don’t want to let him go. <3
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