I’ve become one of those giddily, obnxiously-in-love people. Having never loved anyone like this before in my life, I always thought I was immune to this whole “Oh, wow, the world is beautiful!” attitude.
But I walk around with a stupid smile on my face all the time. Seeing an email pop up from my SO can make my stomach jump for an hour. I’m more than happy to answer any questions about my guy and talk about him to anyone who asks (although I do try to limit the sickeningly-sweet talk out of respect for others’ stomachs). I called him “Snugglebunny” the other night and I have NO IDEA where the hell that came from (and I was rather embarrassed).
I like love. I like knowing that there’s someone out there who has these same feelings about me that I have about him. I like knowing that there’s someone out there who knows my inner thoughts and feelings and cares about them and cares about our future together. I like saying “we”. I like saying “when we get married” or “when we buy a house”. I like feeling like a part of my heart that was empty is now complete.
I’m a cynical person. This is so unlike me. But I like it. And I think that’s the best part of all.
So share your happy love stories:). I want to be reassured that this behavior is completely normal:).
Love rules. I fell head over heels in love with Mrs. Giraffe almost six years ago. For the first year, we were out of control. Even now, we’re still pretty damn snuggly and obnoxious, but that first year was just crazy.
23 years ago I fell madly in love with Mr. Zania.
Despite the fact I was living with some else at the time and despite the fact that he’d just signed the lease on a new apartment with his current SO.
Now, the sight of him coming up the drive can still make my heart go pitter pat and we still snuggle like bunnies. (and yes, I know that bunnies are generally not known for snuggling but that’s really none of your bidness, now is it?)
If you’ve never listened to Anniversary Song by the Cowboy Junkies may I strongly suggest that you do so.
Here’s a bit of the lyrics:
"And I don’t know how I survived those days
before I held your hand
Well I never thought that I would be the one
to admit that the moon and the sun
shine so much more brighter when
seen through two pairs of eyes than
when seen through just one
Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful
as a face in a crowd of people
that lights up just for you?
Have you ever felt more fresh or wonderful
as when you wake
by the side of that boy or girl
who has pledged their love to you?
Well I have known all these things
and the joys that they can bring
And now every morning there’s a cup of coffee
and I wear your ring"
You know, I’m ashamed of myself - I found myself saying “You know, I know you don’t think it’s going to happen, but Mr. Right is going to come along when you least expect it.” to one of my best friends the other day, and then I remembered - I hated it when ANYONE said that to me. Just because they were right doesn’t mean I get to say it now. But I actually believe it. I wasn’t saying it to be condescending to her or to be smug, I really believe it will happen for her and I want it to happen for her.
(But I am of the mind that it will happen for everyone eventually…hell, if it’s happened for me, there’s hope for everyone;).
Keep the stories coming - they’re so cute:). (Christ, before I know it, I’ll be forwarding glurge and cute puppy pictures…).
Finally someone else out there who wants to gush and talk about the best person in thier life.
I just got back together with my boyfriend after a year apart and i’ve got the mushy, gushy, can’t live without him feelings all over again. Now I’ve just got to hope he doesn’t have to move interstate again for work.
Best of luck to you, I hope you both live happily ever after.
Well … since I walk around for hours with a big goofy grin all over my face, and break out into cheesy Sixties love songs whenever I get an email from my loved one … I think I’ve become one of those people, too.