Tonight I went over to Tim's new apartment to hangout and continue
helping him get settled in and I just had this overwhelming feeling of knowing
that he is the person I'm meant to be with.
I've known for quite awhile, but tonight I knew for sure.
I was washing dishes and watching him open his mail and it just felt like that
was how it was supposed to be.
We are supposed to get married and make a home together,
it's just...right.
Then we sat on the floor and watched a movie and it was perfect.
I'm so comfortable around him. I can be wearing his pajama pants and
a sweatshirt with no makeup and he will tell me I'm adorable.
As I drove off I felt like I was leaving part of me behind and I had
this awful sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
He's only a couple blocks away but its still not close enough.
This is how I know he's the one.