Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I Remember Us

(Transfered from my old Myspace blog)

I remember I was scared that I was losing all my hair: He looked into my eyes and said, "Amy, you are loved. You are loved." Then he put his hands around my face and pressed my hair back to my head and said. "I think you would make an attractive bald woman anyway."

I remember I was scared to sleep next to him: He put his arms around me and said, "I think it would be really nice to wake up in your arms tomorrow morning." Every night I found it easier and easier to fall asleep. Now I find it difficult to sleep without him.


I remember I was scared to play WoW with him because I didn't know what I was doing: He told me that we could make Tauren Druids which are cows that transform into other animals. I thought that was pretty sweet. He said, "Don't worry, you can just follow me around and once you get the hang of it you can help me kill stuff." It was so much fun.

I remember he was driving us home from Hershey Park: He looked over at me and took my hand and said, "I was thinking that maybe you could move into my mom's house with me for a while." I almost started crying. I was so excited. And then we talked about how we would go out to eat with coupons sometimes and put an In The Groove in the basement. :)

I remember sitting on the little porch with him on the wicker bench: We would talk for hours about silly things and have deep conversations about nothing at all. One time he brought home a bottle of really delicious wine. We sat there and drank it and looked at the stars and I put my head on his shoulder and smiled.

I remember we were standing outside my moms house, about to get into our seperate cars to drive back to my apartment: He stared at me for a moment and said "Please drive carefully. I've been worrying about you being in an accident. Like a truck crosses into your lane or something. I don't want anything bad to happen to you." I hugged him and felt like someone finally cared enough about me to worry about me like that. He said, "It's strange because I've never really worried about someone like that before." I never felt so loved.


I remember giving him the key to my apartment: He had said it would be fun when I get back from work to say, "Honey, I'm home!" We pretended for a little while that it was our place. Whenever I got back I would say it and he would come over and hug me and then we would take turns playing step mania.

I remember he would make pancakes and jello: He would make them with tons of butter and put whipped cream on top of them. And sometimes he put strawberry jello on top too. I would dance around behind him while he cooked them and grab the next pancake off the plate. We decided that the edges of the pancakes were the best part. Once I put the whipped cream on his nose and he looked very cute.

I can't do this.

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