
It's an incredible feeling when you realise that this is it, I know it's how I have felt the past month. I think it would be fair to say that this year I have meet a lot of pretty incredible people, well they are for a short period of time. They are the women I have been on dates with and seem to be what I'm looking for. Then for some reason the find the need to start playing games. Ask anyone that knows me and they will back me up when I say that I don't play games when it comes to my heart. Especially when you hear, "You're seriously such a great guy, but you deserve someone better then me." I've had always wanted to say, "Yeah you're right. I don't deserve such heartless person like you." I said it to a girl called Marissa this year. She didn't take it too well, but I though it was justified. So I guess you could say I gave up on meeting/finding someone. I started to question why I wasn't good enough for anyone. Though the reality is that I was too good for the women I dated this year. I don't mean to sound cocky, but I now can say that I probably was too good for them. So I guess you could say I that I threw it in. I didn't think I would meet someone. Then a woman named Katharine Denise Townsend came along.
She is in England right now and I hurts that I can't see her. We have been together for over a month now. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. We will lay in bed, I'll be watching Family Guy and out of the corner of my eye I will catch her staring at me. She doesn't glance away but continues to smile and look at my soul. It is a priceless thing to see. Truly knowing that someone isn't looking at your eyes or your physical being, but straight to the center of your soul. It is beautiful. It wouldn't surprise me if I end up with Katie, that she could be the one I marry. We are gladly falling in love with each other. In fact if I was with her forever, it wouldn't be long enough. She makes me so happy and I am looking forward to the adventures we will share in the future. This is it, she is it...

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