posted January 19, 2016 06:20 PM
its been 7 beautiful months together, and its becoming deeper and deeper i could write an entire book so far with all the things we have done together
in a short period of time, because we live in different cities and he visits me as much as he can
but whenever we are together.. it feels like we are in a dream, like we're finally living life like it should be
i love him like he is my best friend, my brother, my dad, my boyfriend, my partner, my soulmate, my other half, my everything.. he is
if you ever see a large silly&viking looking crab with a lion heart chasing after small fiery&neptunian looking saggy in a mall, or fighting with gloves, catching her and holding her tight as she melts and gives in his kiss, blindfolding her and leading her in public around the place to surprise her with her favorite icecream mix while people either smile at them or being weirded out, pawning his tablet just to have enough money to spend one more day with her, getting "married" with matching rings, just looking in each others eyes smiling till they miss the bus stop. 2 times. having that amazing chemistry, on all levels which tends to intimidate other people.... being so connected that they both end up with the same health issue if it happens.. headache, cold, heart ache, etc.. if it hits one of them, the other will feel it a few days before or after or in the same time... meeting in dreams and the next day realizing that we both had the same dream.. all the time sharing almost identical pasts, like they are the same person.. even the parents are oddly similar... crying for 2 hours in the cinema cuddled up.. but laughing in the same time because it was the last thing they did together that day and because they are two inseparable kids... crying a lot... especially Crabby... then that is us... just a little bit
yesterdday.. he left again and of course we cried a lot... well i tried to be strong this time.. i tried.. telling the little big crab that its not the end, that he knows i'm always with him and he knew that but its still hard. he cant really cry in public but he cried a bit while i hugged him until i managed to calm him down...
when he lead me back to my house though.. we stopped in a dark spot to kiss as much as the time left allowed us to do so (he had a train some exact hour and it was night).. and after a while.... this 25 year old child started sobbing while hiding hiis face in my chest, holding me so tight.... i couldnt be strong anymore either.. we both cried hard and shaking holding eachother as close as possible whispering.. i cant explain how powerful that felt..
im still crying today.. he probably cried more than me all of that night in the train.. but its okay, he will come bac k