the same way..

A start to something beautiful..

I’ve only known you a week, but it does feel so much longer. We talk near enough all the time when you’re not working. I get to a point when I can’t wait for you to finish, just so I can talk to you. I also find myself wanting to tell you about my day. Then the night vanishes away from us. We talk up to 3 hours on the phone and it feels as if you’ve just said ‘hello’ and it’s so easy just chatting to you. Goes too quick! You’re not at all self obsessed, so it’s never just about you or me for that matter. You waffle on so much it really makes me smile, because I’m always the one that tend to do that! You give my jaw a rest, and it’s nice to hear your voice. We even talk over each other and laugh at the same time. Agreeing on practically everything and having the same rules about certain things.
We talk about the most random of stuff; you don’t know how much you make me smile when you play along with my jokes. Like a hamster called sonic. But wasn’t blue! So have to get a blue hedgehog, and purposely call it anything but sonic, just ‘cos everyone would just want to! And, my walking boots being in Carlisle, and won’t drop at my feet when I need them most. Saying they won’t fly, but laughing about giving them red bull to get wings! Hearing you moan about the snow and days at work is the nicest thing, it’s the little things.
The night you asked me out was funny, simply because I knew you were going to. We talked about the time you would, or how you’d prefer to do it. You were standing outside the pub in the snow and I was curled up in bed watching the film I was meant to watch the night before, but you rang and had to defer it till this night. Telling me that you wanted to ask me something, but you were going to do it the other night, but you forgot to ask me; simply because you were waffling on about other stuff. (This made me laugh!) Then, you just asked me. I couldn’t stop smiling because I really, wanted to be your girlfriend.
I don’t like it when you have to go to bed, and leave me. Then having to wait till you finish work to talk to you once again. I find myself wanting to complete everything in the day, just so I have all evening to talk to you. I love it when you ring me, you nattering on and me getting all sleepy from your voice, but feeling completely content and happy. It’s the nicest thing.
You’re a complete charmer, but use it in the right places and always ask me to text you, even when you’re with your friends. Saying I’m never getting in the way. Always texting back as soon as possible and making me smile when it says your name across my phone screen. I’m smiling again and I like, for once, not feeling guilty that I really like you. Not caring what anyone thinks anymore.
But do you know what the best thing is? You feel exactly the same way as I do.