We sat huddled in Cafe Pino from 12-4, finally sharing all our bottled up feelings. I'll never forget the passion behind his green eyes when he murmured, "I'm crazy about you."
I sat outside for an hour and a 1/2 tonight, curled up on the chaise lounge beneath the stars talking to him about everything and nothing: wishing he was here next to me.
6 hours spent lost in conversation today. Lost in his eyes.
He told me things I never believed I would hear a man say--I want to share them but part of me wants to keep them just for myself. I know that I've never sat in a restaurant, more unaware of what was going on around me. We laughed as we left, imagining all the ridiculous stories the staff had created about us. Too wrapped up in eachother to even really care. I hate not being able to touch him. To be so aware of someone else's proximity to you, where your skin is electric, is torture. He told me I'm his magnet--he is always aware of where I am. Standing next to eachother, there is a friction between us. I know I can't, so I won't. I just can't wait for him to walk up to me, tell me it's done, and kiss me. Just to be able to be with him will be incredible. I'm strong and I can be patient. I've never wanted somebody more in my life. I had no idea I could be this attracted to anyone, feeling so much feeling with one look....that big love just brought me back to life. It's a slow courtship; the most delicious kind. I had lost that part of myself...and now I have to look away from him to avoid the heat in his stare. I'm strong and I can be patient..I'm strong and I can be patient.
Yesterday we had spontaneously decided we would drive to Sedona together...in need of being outdoors and a random adventure. As I walked away from him, I felt a sudden anxiety--could I handle being with him in such a romantic setting? Absolutely not. I started to panic. As he walked me to my car that night, we decided to start with coffee. He explained to me today, "I wouldn't have been able to do it...I wouldn't be able to be alone with you and not kiss you. We'd definitely be jumping levels." Sedona is on hold. For now. I'm going to sleep dancing on the inside that all my saved up wishes are coming true--the fairytale is in progress and I'm....happily unglued. Time...and patience. And butterflies.
They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain signing to it...you and you alone make me feel that I am alive...Other men, it is said, have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough."
"Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away; and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart."
"Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love."
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