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He’s home! He’s home!

Martin’s been home for about a week, which might explain my MIA-ness lol. Been catching up and spending time with him. I’m glad he’s finally home :)

The wedding is in less than 25 days, the nervous-ness is starting to catch up with me. Quickly. He declined walking down the isle instead of me. Darn, that sucks :(

Its been freezing cold lately, just how I like it! Except I dont like how my toes and my fingertips get numb so quickly from how cold it is. It was suppose to snow here in Nor Cal yesterday… crazy! It did snow in some parts of Nor Cal, but not in my area. Lame. I’ve never seen real snow before, so I was a bit hopeful. Even though they did the same thing last year and there was no snow, this year… there was actually a bit of snow. How weird!

I feel like Christmas is coming up too quickly. I havent had a chance to wrap gifts, or even SHOP for gifts and put up my little tree. I dont think I’ll have much time any time soon either considering how quickly Christmas is coming up and the wedding and everything… I cant even find time to change my bed sheets to my favorite fleece ones! I need to make time, and soon! As much as I like the cold, all I ever want to do is sleep lol!

I’ll try to blog as often as I can. I hate that I’ve been MIA, I have a lot of catching up to do!

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I and Love and You.

Me: You know, you remind me of my brother.
Him: Haha, how?
Me: I dont know, you guys have the same birthday? *shrugs*

It was a constant question you asked me because it was a constant thing I said. I dont know why when I obviously didnt want to talk about it.

Me: Why do you like spending time with me?
Him: Listen *plays Addicted by Simple Plan*

Some questions you took forever to answer, too.

I miss being young with you. Being that carefree, that clueless. I miss the days before OCD, when I’d play with you anywhere and everywhere and I never cared about dirt or contamination. I know you miss that too. I wish we could just hold hands and walk around the mall and not have a care in the world and the only thing we were worried about was being together. And the only thing that mattered was that you were here, right now. With me, holding my hand.

I wish life was still that simple.

But we’re a lot older now, that was five years ago. And I look at us now, and every struggle we’ve fought together. Every bump in the road, every wrong decision, every fight, every fall out and we’re still here. Standing with each other, still promising to never leave the other behind. And you’re right, we have came such a long way. A very long and tiring way.

You accept me for everything I am. You understand everything in my life that’s made me me. You understand everything thrown at me that shapes who I become, you dont always agree with it, but you understand it and you support me as best as you can. You’ve taught me so much about life and patience and love and forgiving people. About letting things go and walking away when there is no solution.

I know I am who I am today, because I knew you.

You spend your days trying to make sure I have a good day. Every ounce of your effort (most days) are spent trying to make me happy. You support every crazy idea and plan I have no matter how little experience I have in that field. You actually want to help me achieve my dreams and you help me, as much as you possibly can.

I’m not perfect, you’re the only one who see’s my everyday struggles with myself and knows their extremes. You’ve came with me to every group therapy session, every doctor’s appointment, and you’ve even sat and read self help books with me.

You know how I feel about marriage, but I can not help but be excited to spend the rest of my life with you. I dont care what happens or how we’re going to fix this or if we’ll ever be out of debt or anything. I dont care. All I care about right now is telling you that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And we’ll figure everything else out later. I vow to be by your side forever, and to support you in everything you decide to do or not do.

You’re right, I am the stronger one in the relationship. But only because I have an amazing man to ground me.

I’m ready to get married to you. And I hope you know that.

Foreal foreal.

I forget how inspiring One Tree Hill is to me.

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What now?

Yesterday was probably the worst day ever.

  • Woke up with an extremely painful ulcer
  • Missed Wicked
  • Got a fever
  • And a headache
  • Martin had some bad news

The upside? Marissa stayed with me for 14hrs taking care of me since I wasnt feeling well. Best sister in law ever? HELL YES.

Certain people remind me just how worthless best friends are. Thank goodness Marissa’s dealing with this with me. We’re both very upset about his bad news. Oh and thank goodness for my bro who never lets me down.

I hate moping and I hate being sad, especially over things I have no control over. I’m hoping I can just sleep this off and be ready and willing to work in the morning, but I have a feeling this particular problem isnt going to be solved that way or that quickly. And I really wish it would be.

I feel like giving up for awhile. Not doing anything. Just sitting on the floor staring at the door for a few weeks, but what’s that going to solve? It isnt going to make it go away and it isnt going to better the situation. As much as it hurts to get up and do something, it has to be done.

Just because life kicks you down doesnt mean you have to stop.

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A few weeks left, but it feels like forever.

I want to be back in your arms already. I miss your face. I miss your chin hair scratching the hell out of my face when you kiss me. I miss your dimples and your smile. I miss laying my head on your shoulder and inhaling your scent. I miss your soft squishy wet kisses. I miss your sweet sweat and how it makes my mouth water to the point where I just have to bite you. I miss how you never mind that. I miss you sticking your knuckle in my mouth for me to bite on when I have road rage, or when I’m hungry. I miss when I bite too hard and you say “ow” and pull your hand away and make that scared face. I miss making faces at you all day. I miss your warm hugs and holding your hand. I miss you rubbing my face when I’m stressed out. I miss your forehead kisses. I miss your encouraging hand squeezes.

I miss you holding the door open in women’s restrooms and watching me cause you know the hand dryer scares me. I miss you pulling me away from things you know I dont need to buy. I miss sharing Hazelnut Toffee Mocha’s from Seattles Best with you. I miss sharing soup and soda with you at Panera Bread. I miss sending you millions of Wicked videos from YouTube and watching them with you. I miss singing to Wicked with you. I miss singing with you in general. I miss your good morning phone calls and the songs you sing me while I’m waking up. I miss your cheerful “Hi baby!” when I pick up the phone. I miss you falling asleep on AIM while I’m still talking. I miss you playing your PSP way too loud in the car. I miss you driving me around. I miss how you always have to hold my hand while you drive.

I hate that we’ve been apart from each other for this long. I hate how far you are from me. I hate the days I walk in my room and smell you. I hate the times I bite my lip and taste your kiss. I hate getting in my car knowing you wont be joining me soon and I wont be getting a “good morning baby” hug.

I want to wrap myself in you and just sleep. I want the the its-just-you-and-me-here feeling again. I want you home. I want you here with me, right now. I want you to never leave me again.

I miss you so much and I try so hard to push it away and to just forget about it. I drown myself in “work” to avoid thinking about how you’re not here today or tomorrow or next week. I’m constantly moving cause being idle reminds me I cant pick up the phone and call you about my new idea’s or accomplishments or projects. I’m so set on doing something to make you proud when I see you again. And I’ve got a lot of things I’m working on, and yet none of them make me feel proud. I’m excited for some of them, but I just really wish you were here to work on them with me. Like you always do.

It feels like we’ve been apart forever. It feels like I wont see you for another forever. Its just a few more weeks, we’re half way done. I cant wait until you come home. I cant wait until I get to show you my projects and I cant wait to show you your surprise gift. I hope you like it. And I hope you like my new projects, its not jewelry but I think you’d be happy to know I’m working on something I’ve always had a passion for over something I just started.

I know its hard for you to push yourself without me. I know its hard for you to keep your head on right without me with you. Its hard for both of us, but you’re pushing yourself as far as you can and I havent been, and I should. Its not fair for you to and for me to sit here and mope. So the next few weeks, I’ll be pushing myself as hard as you’re pushing yourself.

I cant wait to see you again.

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Please, dont leave me.

I tried to walk away, I didnt know what to think. I didnt know what to feel. I was angry at you, I felt like you had lied to me this whole time but at the same time I felt wrong for pulling away because we werent together. We had no rules, no strings, no nothing. Who was I to be angry? You caught my arm, pulled me into a huge hug and whispered “please dont leave me”. I was the only thing you had left. The noise from all the video games going off at the same time around us went quiet. It was just me and you.

You were the biggest chance I ever took. You were what stopped me from hating people, you flipped my world completely upside down. I saw how tired I was from being angry all the time, from hating the world, from shutting people out, from turning my back on people who only wanted to help, from yelling at my parents. You were my sigh of relief. I didnt have to fight anymore. I didnt have to struggle.

I let my guard down. I let you in. And you have never given me a reason to regret it.

Thank you.

Six years ago, I didnt in my wildest dreams think that our daily meeting place at school would be the place that you would ask me to spend of our lives together. The same spot where I’d stumble to you every morning after waking up from my first period nap. Six years ago, I was still trying to figure out if you liked me or not! You always seem to teach me something new when it comes to relationships, I could never match the love you feel for me. Its so intense and its so pure. I’m a little jealous, all I can give you is what I have left. But I’m happy that you do care about me and you do love me as intense as you do. I couldnt imagine anyone better to spend my life with.

You were the biggest chance I took, Martin Alvarez. And a chance well worth taking. I love you, so much.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

(The poem Martin read me after reading off 100 reasons why he loves me before proposing).

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