I woke up this morning to find a text from her waiting for me.
I made myself some breakfast and smoked my morning cigarette while she texted me.
I got out of the shower later on to find another text from her waiting for me.
I spent some time with a co-worker before work, and the entire time, she texted me.
When I pulled into the parking lot at work, there was another text from her waiting for me.
As I sat at my desk tonight at work, for 6 hours, she texted me. The entire fucking night, she texted me.
After driving my co-workers home tonight after our shift, I pulled up to my house to find a couple more texts from her waiting for me.
I made myself some dinner and watched tv, while she continued to text me.
She told me she was going to try and get some sleep, but she was only gone for 10 minutes before she texted me again saying she couldn’t sleep. So we texted some more.
Right now, I’m laying in my bed, she’s asleep in her bed, and I can’t stop thinking about our texting. And I wish I could be texting her some more right now.
I finally found someone that I can hold ACTUAL conversations with. I can’t believe someone actually enjoys talking to me this much, and I can’t believe I’m enjoying talking to her this much.
And I genuinely love the conversations we have.
We talked about going horseback riding together.
We talked about making a sculpture of Lady Gaga out of Nutella.
We talked about some guy hitting on me at work tonight and how she’s gonna kick his ass if it continues.
We talked about going to see a movie together this coming Sunday.
We talked about the picture I drew for her at work tonight.
We talked about the events of our day today.
We talked about how much we hate politics.
We talked about how we can’t go into pet stores without wanting to adopt every single animal.
We talked about SOUP.
She asked me how my day was.
I asked her how her day was.
I’ve never had these types of conversations with anyone – not even any of my previous girlfriends.
This is nice.
I like this.
I like her.
…I like her