Do you remember the time you clicked that button? The green and the red staring you right in the face.
Do you remember the time when I was so obvious that you decided my excitement might just be a good enough reason to meet me? How the snow fell that night, though we just wanted something to eat.
Do you remember the time we ate at a restaurant together for lunch? That one time, when it was all quiet and empty in there, with nothing to worry about except being together that day.
Do you remember the time, right after our meal, when we went and wandered around Walmart like a bunch of bored teenagers? The sheets and the curtains; that’s what we looked at.
Do you remember the time, right after the curtains, when you hugged me in the parking lot? You smelled so good and wouldn’t stop staring at me.
Do you remember the time you first kissed me? Yes, that one that you and I both know we never wanted to stop. The one out in the middle of nowhere in a parking lot, just because that’s where we were when I told you to kiss me.
Do you remember the time we saw a movie together? Kingsman, that’s what it was called.
Do you remember the time when I first showed you my blog? The way your eyes were suddenly open to a world of my thoughts, opinions, and emotions.
Do you remember the time I first rode in your car? How we argued about music and I was scared of your driving.
Do you remember the time when I first came to your house? We watched TV all evening, and I barely got home before morning.
Do you remember the time we celebrated your birthday? First time you ever met my parents too. That was also the day I first surprised you with something and showed you how great it feels to be surprised by someone who loves you.
Do you remember the time we went to the gun show? How scared and nervous I was because it was a room full of guns. Needless to say, you remember the time you took me to the range. Wow, how things have changed…
Do you remember the time we took our first hike? On Easter with the pup. That was a great day.
Do you remember the first time I stayed at your place? And every successive Friday since…
Do you remember when you slept on my couch? No one believed you would do it.
Do you remember the time we hiked up the waterfall? I was scared to death but you were determined that I would be happier when I succeeded and reached the top.
Do you remember the first time I cried in front of you? The first anxiety attack that I had?
Do you remember the time we drank slushees from a giant plastic container? I’m pretty sure we could have been sick for a week after that.
Do you remember the time I first smiled at you? First cuddled with you? First did something that made you happy that you knew me?
Maybe I don’t remember all of this stuff, maybe I haven’t forgotten. But I’ll tell you this much… we have done a lot in two months, and I don’t regret any of it. Meeting someone so openly kind and caring, though also with a rough and protective side makes me feel like I am the most special girl in the entire world. And regardless of what happens in the future, in the next month or the next five… you have changed my life. You have impacted me in a positive way. You, sir, are one of the things in my life that, no matter what happens, I will never forget.
For the record, I hope you stay around for years and years and years, but if you happen to leave for any reason currently unknown to us… just know that you’re always going to be in my thoughts and in my heart. ❤