While I sit on this plane, I feel like it would be a good time to explain this. But getting straight to the point: I’m falling for her.
Although I haven’t seen her in a week, the longer we’re apart, the more I think about her.. the more I cringe for that tight hug she gives me when she says bye. I reminisce to the time we met, the day I first saw her. The shyness over powered the moment. The awkward silence was real. Yet, beneath that silence was a spontaneous deliberation. It felt like all of the questions running through my head were the same questions running through hers.
Who are you?
What are you like?
Do you like me?
Is this real?
We were two very complete strangers. It almost seemed like we took 2 people that were from opposite sides of the world and jointed them together on a date. But.. I liked it. It felt great to meet someone new. Every girl that I grew feelings for was a close friend of mine.. maybe that explains why things didn’t work out in the past. But what was different about this (and what I liked the most) was the question: Were we ever considered just friends at one point?
It’s something really crazy to think about because when all else fails, I’ll always and only have these feelings for her as my companion, my partner in crime, my Woman Crush Wednesday, my Daisy Buchanan. It feels like at this point, I can not look at her any less than that, only greater.
This is why I have so much faith in us. I truly believe that we can go a long way. Unexpected joys and blessing are brought into my life each day by you and I feel like this is only the beginning. Only God knows where the ending will be, but I am praying that it isn’t anytime soon.