Disclaimer: For all of you out there who don't watch kissing scenes - this isn't the post for you.
I'm in love. That forever kind of love, the one you only see every once in a while, the kind that seems like the movies, but is actually ten times better. It's the kind that brings stupid smiles to my face when I think of him, and the kind that makes me go twenty extra miles to help or encourage him. It's the kind I saw in my Mom and Dad, and the kind I will demonstrate with this man for my life.
And it's "Hey, I'm calling because I know you're not feeling well and even though I saw you 6 hours ago I want to make sure you're still hanging in there.."
It's kisses while dancing, it's sharing deep secrets, it's saying I'm sorry, it's holding onto hope when the other can't. It's the journey of wrapping your lives up together so that the world can only see one. It's the second biggest blessing of my entire life.
It's absolutely incredible. Really indescribable.
And I've not even gotten to the part about who it is that has stirred up this love...
Girls, be jealous, because this guy I'm in love with is smoothtalking but always honest, committed but flirts uncontrollably (with me), the hottest guy around, the best listener who knows when to shut me up, he's responsible, a rebel, he's talented and humble, he's trustworthy, he's romantic, he's intense, he's easygoing, considerate, and knows how to take the good stuff of childhood with him into adulthood. He's a writer, a snowboarder, a good friend, a musician, a man of God.
I'm in love with Kevin Van Hartingsveldt.