7 Months

It's been 7 months already. Can you believe it? It seems like just yesterday you professed your love to me and I shot you down XD
Our relationship started out in a way that caused me to believe it wouldn't last. I was "with" Mark at the time, and you texted me the week after his grandma died to ask me where he was. A simple text with a simple answer sparked a conversation that still hasn't died ♥ We became friends rather quickly, although having Corey and Chris probably rushed it along since I was already comfortable with them. I remember the morning before homecoming, you texting me that you had Bat Country on Guitar Hero and that I should come over and play it with you and Chris. You guys walked me home then sat out front and voted on which dress Laura should wear. You guys kept switching porches on us, telling us that we were coming out the wrong door :P
After homecoming, we took off. The Monday after, I was mad at Mark and Mark was bitching about me, so you forced us to meet after school and make amends. Now that I think about it, he never apologized to me.
You tell me now that that was the day you realized you liked me.
We hung out often-almost every day after that. The first time we went to West Franklin we built a fairy house and you tackled me so I couldn't leave. I usually keep things like that to myself, but for some reason I told you what I was building, and imagine my surprise when you didn't laugh, but instead sat down and help me build it out of mulch and moss. We played Mercy. I knew you were going easy on me- I'd seen you kill Chris' hand playing against him. I tried to get away and threatened to run home so you grabbed my foot and I fell over. That was the first time I'd been so close to you, and I liked it.
That was the day I started to like you.
One day, maybe a week after West Franklin, we were playing Mercy on the couch. Now you were just using the game as an excuse to hold me close. You had me on your lap, holding me so I couldn't get free, even though I was trying my hardest. You licked my neck, something you had started just a few days prior. I liked it, a lot. Of course, I didn't tell you and instead acted disgusted. You threatened to kiss me. I called your bluff. You kissed me. Just a short peck on the lips, but you did it. I sat there dazed, unsure of how to react. You apologized. I think you kissed me again that night, I'm not sure. The day after, or 2 days after, we went back to West Franklin. You kissed me again, while playing that same game. After I got free and it was time to leave, I stormed off. You kept asking what was wrong, but it wasn't until we were halfway to my house that I confronted you. I told you if you were going to kiss someone, actually kiss them, a short peck on the lips wasn't a kiss. I stormed off again, but this time you caught me and wouldn't let me go, and kissed me.
After that, we spent our evenings teasing, playing, and making out. You were all hands that I kept batting away. One evening, when I was tired of batting your hands away from lower areas, I told you about my ex. You had already gone home, so it was over text. I think we have only ever talked on the phone once.
I think you cried. You apologized profusely and told me you never wanted to hurt me.
We went trick or treating together, you, me, and Mark. I thought that would be awkward, since I was still after him but messing around with you, but you guys were friends so it was okay. At the end of the night we ended up in front of Highland Park. It was cold and we were tired, so Mark and I layed down and cuddled on the sidewalk, almost like a brother and sister would. Mark eventually had you lay between us so we could use you as a pillow.
You said that was the night you realized you loved me.
You were jealous of Mark.
The week before my birthday, you told me you loved me. I was shocked. We weren't supposed to get attached to each other, we were friends, with minimal benefits. You had said "I luv u" (Oh, I'm glad I broke you of your text talk.) I told you that there was a difference between luv and love so it was okay. You texted back that you loved me. I basically told you that you weren't sure, that you didn't know what love was yet, and some other stuff like that. I felt bad, but I was still after Mark. Corey told me to tell you I didn't love you and to stop what we were doing. But, Corey also said to get rid of Mark and give in to you.
I asked Mark to tell me if me and him were going to be together. After a few days, he told me no. You were with me when he IMed me. That was the 16th. We started dating the 17th. That was 7 months ago. 7 months and you have never given me any reason to not be madly in love with you. Do you know how much you have accomplished? I got bored with Kyle, was lonely with Mark, but I want for nothing when I'm with you, except to have more time with you. You're the first man I've seen scared to lose me. You're the first one I've trusted with myself, wholly and completely.
I love you, Shayne. Always and forever ♥