“I’m in love! I’m in love and I don’t care who knows!” Will
Ferrell, in his Elmer Fudd hat and goofy boyish grin perfectly captured what it
feels like when you first fall in love in his Christmas classic Elf. Ferrell’s character, Buddy the Elf,
bursts into his disgruntled father’s meeting in order to share the news of his
newly discovered romance with Jovie, the girl from Gimbel’s. While Buddy’s
proclamation is meant to be a bit dramatic, I feel it is completely appropriate
and embodies the feelings that so many of us wish we could verbalize upon first
falling for someone special.
These days,
I feel like Buddy. I am completely, head over heels, madly in love with the guy
I shared the perfect first kiss with (remember him?!). He’s my best friend. He’s
my anchor. He’s my motivation. I can be having the most awful day in the
history of bad days, and just talking to him for 10 minutes instantly brightens
my mood. Finally, he is also my boyfriend.
First and foremost
though, he is my best friend. Falling in love with your best friend is the
scariest, most exhilarating experience ever. You worry because you don’t know
if they feel the same way. You’re nervous because you do not want to ruin the
friendship. But at the same time, you cannot help it. They’re always there when
you need someone. They are the first person you think about when you wake up,
and the last before you fall asleep and see them in your dreams. Whenever something
happens, good or bad, they are the one you want to tell first. They make you
laugh when you’re crying. They make you cry from laughing. They assure you that
you are not crazy and, if you actually are, they make sure to tell you that they
happen to love crazy.
This is him.
He is all of this and so much more. He is smart. He is kind. He is funny. He is
loving. He has the most amazing personality. He’s pretty damn good looking too.
All I have to do is see him from across the room, or just know that he is near,
and I feel completely at peace. He calms my nerves. He wipes away my tears. He
lets me cry. He lets me be myself. I can be silly and crazy or frustrated as
hell or just sad, and he takes it all and loves me for it. He reminds me of how
beautiful I am in his eyes when I feel like complete shit. He understands that
sometimes I just need to cry or talk and it is not necessarily that I need him
to respond, rather just to listen. He lets me spread my wings as far as I want,
and always manages to catch me when I fall. He would do absolutely anything for
me.
And I would
do anything for him. I have never felt as strongly about someone as I do about
him. My heart aches when he is upset or sick and I cannot physically help him.
When something good happens to him, I feel as though I am on Cloud 9 right
there with him. I want everything in the world for him, and I want to experience
all of life with him. He is my person.
I am
continually amazed that I have found someone who makes me feel the way he does.
They say that soul mates are a real thing, and I finally can see why. He is my
soul mate. I once read a quote that stated “We were given 2 ears to hear, 2
eyes to see, 2 hands to feel, 2 legs to move, but only 1 heart. Why is that? Because
our other heart was given to someone else and we must spend our days searching
for them.” I have found my heart and soul. He is my best friend and my number
1. Loving him is like breathing. It just happens naturally. I cannot imagine
life without him. I cannot wait to see what life has in store for us. There is a
quote in the movie When Harry Met Sally
that says, “When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with
somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” I found
my somebody. And I’m ready for the rest of my life, because I know he will be
there.
Xoxo,
Ciara
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