Being Inlove♥

 Being in love is one of the most amazing and unique feelings out there, lucky for me i have experienced it. The person who i want to be with lives far away from me. He has always been there and he has also become a part of me. Ive known him since i was 5..hes my everything now.I have had my heart-broken before..And Ive learned that if you don't risk it all, you don't get anything worth fighting for in return. . All i want is to be with him, to wake up every morning next to him and be able to whisper I love You in his ear. To scream out to the world that he stole my heart, to hold his hand when I'm scared, to kiss him softly and feel his warm body against mine. My desire is to spend my life with him, to be his forever..to have a future with him..To make him my one and only. And on those cold & rainy nights, I want him to make me his..to remind me of how we become one♥. The first time he kissed me..it felt like i was being kissed for the first time ever..i felt butterflies in my tummy, my hands were cold..i was blushing. It all felt new to me..he made me feel so secure, so safe..like no matter what happened..we would could make it better..as long as we were together. The way he held my hand, and stared at my body from head to toe, made me feel wanted by him. Now..things are so hard..he says the distance is killing us, all I want is to know he loves me as much as i love him </3 I have never wanted someone so bad, i have never dreamed about  a man so much. He makes me want to dance around the room, he makes me want to sing, laugh and love him even more.. If only he knew how much he means to me..how i wish he were here with me.If only he loved me too..That night, when i packed my bags, tears filled my eyes. I wanted to stay, i wanted to be there with him. I never wanted to leave...If he would of asked me to stay, i would of. But he didn't. We talked all night long, I repeatedly said I love you, hoping he would beg me to be his. Then he described how good it felt to be with me again, how it felt so right. I never wanted to say good-bye, i never wanted us to have our last kiss. That night, when he said good night, i felt like it was all over. As if I was never going to know about him ever again. I love everything about him. The way he wears his glasses, how he makes me smile, the way he walks, the way he talks, the way he says my name. I love how his warm hands lock against mine..I love how he holds me by the waist, how he is always there for me, how he tells me were going to be all right. How every time i feel like crying he gives me a reason not to. I love how he listens to me, how he makes me jealous, the way he looks at me after we kiss. I love his eyes, his lips, and his hair. The way his warm smile makes my heart melt, i love when i hear his voice over the phone & i get butterflies in my tummy. I love his name, the way i can tell him anything, how we both get along so well. I love how we stay up late talking about nothing, i love how he calls me baby, the way he shows up in my dreams, the way his arm feels around me. I love how he gets shy when I'm around, the way he calls me beautiful.. I love how i can be myself with him, how he stays up late at night just to talk to me even though he has school the next day. I love how he makes me a better person, how he makes me feel like the most special girl in the world. I love when he reminds me he loves me, the way he bites my lip when were kissing. I love how i can trust him with anything, the way he is honest with me even when the truth might hurt me. I love the way he puts a smiley on every bbm he sends me..When he tells me that I'm his, the way he looks deep into my eyes. I love how he flirts with me, how he is always honest about what he wants, how he always manages to make me smile♥ I love how we both argue and fight over silly things, mostly because i get jealous. I love every mistake he makes, how he isn't perfect and the way he touches me. I love how we both wanna do it dirty, how he says he wants to loose his big V to me. But more than anything. I love Him...The morning I left, i held the phone in my hand, hoping he would call. Hoping he would ask me to stay for him. After waiting for a while, i realized he wasn't going to call. I grabbed my bags, and drove to the airport. I got on the plane with my heart aching, i wanted to get off and run into his arms. I sat there and watched the plane take off..I cried all the way back to Miami, i didn't want to come back. I wanted to stay behind, with him, forever♥.