The Notebook and Strawberries

Hello, readers. Most of you probably know by now that I have a boyfriend who I love very, very much. This weekend was one of the amazing ones, mostly because he was with me. He and I watched the Notebook last evening. It was one of the oddest experiences I have ever, well… experienced. During one of the more dramatic parts in the movie, I was tracing the [almost] flawless features of his angelic face, when a single tear fell down out of his eye. I asked him what was wrong while holding back my own tears. He sat up and said “The movie.”
He cried at a chick flick before I did. And I am the girl? I think not. After I declared this, he started laughing. Or sobbing? I was not sure. I asked him, and he said that he himself did not know. So, through my tears, I started laughing. It was odd, because I was crying and laughing, but neither emotion was stronger than the other. We did this until I declared that we needed tissues. Then it was time for food. What food did he choose? Strawberries, of course. Nature’s sweet, sexy, red little aphrodisiac. THAT was fun. ;)
We resumed the movie, and for all who have seen it, know exactly why we were still bawling out eyes out ten minutes after the movie was over.
He made a statement to me that made my eyes tear; this time with joy, love, and happiness. He actually said, in words, verbally, out loud: “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” Just like that. I knew right then, from the look of love in his eyes, and the softest of soft kisses placed on my tear-stained lips that he meant it. And I knew from my reaction and the swelling of my heart in my chest that I wanted the exact same thing. I want to spend my life with him. I want to never be apart from him. And it is guaranteed that he is coming over in two weeks, on the very special day of May 23, 2009. That day marks one year that my soul mate and I have been together. Granted, it wasn’t an easy year; there were many troubles, but they were overshadowed by the extreme happiness and love I have felt. It’s more happiness than I have felt in my entire lifetime. And he’s crazy if he thinks for even one second that I’m going to let go of that. I’m not sure of anything in life, but I am completely secure in the knowledge that he loves me and I love him too.