Jon and I started a true relationship in full force. It
would be the trend of every event to follow.
Things just fell into place with Jon. I felt so
comfortable with him, everything just made sense. While I had a laundry list of
failed relationships in the past, this was something new to Jon. He only had
one “relationship” in his past which lasted only a few months. So I figured I’d
be the one showing him the ropes of couple-dom. Boy was I wrong.
Jon taught me something in our relationship. You do or
don’t. Don’t overthink it, don’t complicate it, don’t try and change the
natural course. I spent YEARS trying to pick through every minuscule detail of
why I had so many failed relationships, and with Jon, it was like a giant light
bulb went on. I saw the light. He was everything I never had before. It was a
breath of fresh air.
March is when I knew I was in love with Jon. There was a
Sunday evening where I was laying on the couch with him, wrapped up in his
arms, watching Forest Gump, and I knew that me and Jon, we were like peas and
carrots. I felt the urge to tell him “I love you” bubble up so many times, but
I held back, figuring it was too soon.
April 1st, my best friend Melodie, Katie, Jon and I were at
Stella’s in South Minneapolis, the favorite hangout spot of Mel and me, having
drinks. Us girls had been bar hopping all day. Jon had come to pick us up and
join us for a drink. At some point, Katie and Mel decided to go do a lap around
the bar, leaving Jon and I at our table, deep in conversation. I don’t remember
exactly what we were talking about, I believe it was about Bella actually, when
Jon just looked me in the eyes and said, “I love you.” I quickly blurted back
that I loved him too, that I was just scared to tell him in fear that it was
too early. He agreed. So there it was. Romantic right? In a bar, after
drinking, on April fools day. I hoped he wasn’t fooling.
Thankfully he wasn’t. In the morning, in sunlight and
sober-ness, he told me he loved me again.
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