Is this real? This doesn't seem real. Could it be? Well either way, it sure is amazing.
"Honey, can you come here?"
Yeah, it's real. It has to be. "I'm coming sweetie". God, this is really amazing. Who would have thought all this could happen in a year and a half. Just 18 months that seem to have flown by yet every moment savored and filled with a million memories. And to think it all started with a kiss. That kiss...
Sure, Abby and I were going out off and on and sure, we had kissed but this kiss was really the beginning. Every kiss that we shared was very special, but this was...what started it all. While in Africa, I had seen some pretty bad things, all of which made me realize how madly in love I really was, how much I wanted, and even more so needed, to be with Abby. I could have easily been hurt or even killed there and near-death experiences often make you see things that weren't so clear before. And if something had happened, I would have hated myself for not proposing. I couldn't let fear hold me back. Abby is the person I was meant to be with, my soul mate and all know is that I love her with all my heart. And I later realized that the two things that scared me the most, her drinking and her family, are the two things she needs me for the most. By herself she may not be able to stop drinking but with my support, she could overcome it. Her family will never be normal but look at mine, I don't have a model family either and I could help her. She is constant support for her mother and brother, but who is her support? That needs to be my job. And after hours of being contained to my thoughts, I decided to see her as soon as possible, to wake her up in the middle of the night. I need her.
As I approached her house, for some reason I got this nervous feeling. Does she still feel the same way about me? Ever since I didn't propose, (stupid, stupid me) it seems like thing between us were getting worse and then I leave the country? If I lost my chance, I will hate myself forever. Again, twisted in thought, I walk closer to her door. I knock loudly enough to be heard but not enough to wake the neighbors up. The next thing I see is a groggy Abby. God, even just out of bed she is beautiful. Like an angel. She can never look anything less than beautiful. Ok, stay on track now, you're here for a reason...
"Carter, what are you doing here? I didn't think you'd come by this late."
"And I didn't know if you'd let me in this late."
"Well, it's not like I'm gonna leave you out there to wake all the neighbors up."
"You didn't want to see me?"
"What do you think, Carter? Of course I wanted to see you."
"Good. I wanted to see you too...We need to talk."
"Oh God, nothing good ever follows 'We need to talk.'"
"Well, I guess that's gotta change."
"Ok...I'll take that as a good sign."
"It is." Ok, how to start, how to start, how to start, how to...
"Well..."
Ok, here goes nothing..."Well, I must say, I've been thinking about you a lot, especially while I was in Africa, and..."
"And what?"
"And...I want to be with you. I love you. I LOVE YOU! I said it before and I'll say it until you believe me, and then some. I love you, Abigail Lockhart...Well?"
"Wow."
"That's all, wow? I just expressed my deepest love and all you have to say is 'wow'!?"
"No, wow because, well...we think too much alike. I was thinking, am thinking, about you a lot and...I love you too."
"You really do?"
"Yes but..."
"I knew it."
"But Carter, you deserve so much better than me, you're handsome, funny, helpful, sweet, kind, fun, and so much else and I have a lot of 'issues' and I can't change for you, as much as I want to, I just can't. So if you know what's best for you, you will walk out this door, pack your bags, and get as far away as possible."
"Honey, can you come here?"
Yeah, it's real. It has to be. "I'm coming sweetie". God, this is really amazing. Who would have thought all this could happen in a year and a half. Just 18 months that seem to have flown by yet every moment savored and filled with a million memories. And to think it all started with a kiss. That kiss...
Sure, Abby and I were going out off and on and sure, we had kissed but this kiss was really the beginning. Every kiss that we shared was very special, but this was...what started it all. While in Africa, I had seen some pretty bad things, all of which made me realize how madly in love I really was, how much I wanted, and even more so needed, to be with Abby. I could have easily been hurt or even killed there and near-death experiences often make you see things that weren't so clear before. And if something had happened, I would have hated myself for not proposing. I couldn't let fear hold me back. Abby is the person I was meant to be with, my soul mate and all know is that I love her with all my heart. And I later realized that the two things that scared me the most, her drinking and her family, are the two things she needs me for the most. By herself she may not be able to stop drinking but with my support, she could overcome it. Her family will never be normal but look at mine, I don't have a model family either and I could help her. She is constant support for her mother and brother, but who is her support? That needs to be my job. And after hours of being contained to my thoughts, I decided to see her as soon as possible, to wake her up in the middle of the night. I need her.
As I approached her house, for some reason I got this nervous feeling. Does she still feel the same way about me? Ever since I didn't propose, (stupid, stupid me) it seems like thing between us were getting worse and then I leave the country? If I lost my chance, I will hate myself forever. Again, twisted in thought, I walk closer to her door. I knock loudly enough to be heard but not enough to wake the neighbors up. The next thing I see is a groggy Abby. God, even just out of bed she is beautiful. Like an angel. She can never look anything less than beautiful. Ok, stay on track now, you're here for a reason...
"Carter, what are you doing here? I didn't think you'd come by this late."
"And I didn't know if you'd let me in this late."
"Well, it's not like I'm gonna leave you out there to wake all the neighbors up."
"You didn't want to see me?"
"What do you think, Carter? Of course I wanted to see you."
"Good. I wanted to see you too...We need to talk."
"Oh God, nothing good ever follows 'We need to talk.'"
"Well, I guess that's gotta change."
"Ok...I'll take that as a good sign."
"It is." Ok, how to start, how to start, how to start, how to...
"Well..."
Ok, here goes nothing..."Well, I must say, I've been thinking about you a lot, especially while I was in Africa, and..."
"And what?"
"And...I want to be with you. I love you. I LOVE YOU! I said it before and I'll say it until you believe me, and then some. I love you, Abigail Lockhart...Well?"
"Wow."
"That's all, wow? I just expressed my deepest love and all you have to say is 'wow'!?"
"No, wow because, well...we think too much alike. I was thinking, am thinking, about you a lot and...I love you too."
"You really do?"
"Yes but..."
"I knew it."
"But Carter, you deserve so much better than me, you're handsome, funny, helpful, sweet, kind, fun, and so much else and I have a lot of 'issues' and I can't change for you, as much as I want to, I just can't. So if you know what's best for you, you will walk out this door, pack your bags, and get as far away as possible."