My Love
Thanks to him I now know what true love is, none of that puppy love I had before.Love Story
I'm taken by one of the sweetest guys I have ever met; I love him with all of my heart. I have known him for over a year now and have been "official" for over eight months now. I love being happy and he makes me happier than anyone has thus far. I seriously think he's "the one." It's a bit odd for me to admit, but that's the truth.
I met Alex back in November when I worked for Target for some extra cash. I didn't think anything of it, in fact, I thought he was some flirt who liked to talk to all the girls. We didn't really bother to get to know each other until January. We became fast friends, but it looked like something more. However, I had no interest in Alex and had a boyfriend at the time.
He didn't let the fact that I had a boyfriend stop him from talking to me. Around mid-March, I randomly texted him when I was out with my best friend. He didn't know it was me; when he found out it was me he was surprised. Ever since mid-March we talked a lot. Yes, I started developing feelings for Alex even though I was involved with another guy.
One day Alex didn't show up to work and I was looking forward to seeing him. I texted him during my break something along the lines of, "Where are you? =[" That frowning face kind of meant that I missed him. He called me and told me he didn't feel like going to work. I said, "Oh, but I wanted to see you..." That's when he knew he had a chance with me.
We talked online every night for hours. I talked to him more than my boyfriend. He asked me if I liked him; I didn't respond. Eventually, my boyfriend at the time called me. We got into a huge fight and Alex was there to support me. I know he didn't want to be just my support line, but something more. I broke up with my boyfriend (well, it was mutual afterwards) and I cried to Alex. Alex cheered me up and told me that no guy deserved to be cried over. That's when I knew, he was the one I wanted.
No, I didn't become his girlfriend immediately. I needed sometime to heal. We hung out for the first time outside of work and I met his older sister. We began to hang out more and more. He thought we were "going out." However, I told him we weren't yet because I wasn't ready. He was hurt; I felt bad. One night, I told him that I wanted to be his at last and he asked me to be his girlfriend. We've been together ever since April 20, 2007.
