Fletch and I had been dating for three months when I first said it. That HUGE moment in a relationship. I still remember exactly how nervous I was.
I was in the administrative building on campus with a project group waiting to meet our professor to discuss the status of our project. I had called Fletch to update him on my whereabouts. We were chatting, mostly me talking because I talk a lot, when I said, “Alright I will see you soon. Love you bye.”
I hung up and froze. OH MY GOD! I just said, “I love you,” and we have only been dating for three months! I am going to scare him away! All of these thoughts went through my mind. I was freaking out. My friends stared at me and one asked, “was that the first time?” I shook my head yes.
Our professor came out to get us and she could tell there was something wrong with me. She asked if I was alright which was a bad idea. I then started telling her about my phone call with Fletch, about slipping the “l” word, and how I was terrified he was going to freak out. She told me this wasn’t the time or place and I looked down in shame.
I immediately went to talk with Fletch about the incident. He said that if I meant it then I have nothing to be sorry about. I was shaking as I said, “I did mean it.” Fletch smiled, holding my hand, and said, “good.”
He told me that he felt the same way. I was so happy. That moment was perfect. I was so incredibly happy.
It has been four years and I still feel those butterflies fluttering around in my tummy every time we kiss. Fletch is my best friend and he accepts every bit of me. If I accidentally toot he just looks at me and smiles as I hang my head in shame. When I say something stupid he laughs and says, “I love the way you speak sometimes.”
I am so very lucky to have such a wonderful person in my life.