This weekend he fell in love with me all over again. He kissed me once every minute, regardless of where we were. When we were at lunch with his sister and his cousin in an old diner. When we were at his apartment watching tv and drinking beer with his roommate. When we were at his family Labor Day barbeque, with his 20 relatives, playing cards out back by the above ground pool. When we were at the concert Sunday night and I didn't know anyone there. When we were at his grandparent's house and I met his dad for the first time. When we were in the car at a light, or when we were in the car in the middle of the highway. When we were grocery shopping. When we were in line for lunch, where he treated. When we were sleeping. When I couldn't sleep and woke him up getting out of bed and he pulled me back to him and against him.

He told me things like, "You're an absolute sweetheart, do you know that?" And then he would kiss me, as I was laying on his sofa and he was kneeling on the floor next to me. "You're MY sweetheart." And I'd just pull him in tightly and hold him. When we woke up too early he went out and got me breakfast (my favorite flavor breakfast bar, without me telling him) and we watched Full House and Empire Records. We showered together even though his shower is small, every morning. When we were drunk and getting sloppy, he stopped and pulled me close to him, wrapped his arms and legs around me and said, "Mine" and I replied, "Yours" because nothing has ever been more true to me. We woke up to the room being too cold and he kissed my shoulders and my neck and held my hip as we lay on our sides. I rolled to face him and we talked like we always do even though our breath smells. He kissed me a hundred times just laying there. Every morning. I told him, "I feel really lucky to be your girlfriend." And he said, "I feel really lucky to be your boyfriend...you could have anyone." he added in a lower tone. I rubbed his chest and kissed him and said, "I'm torn between wanting to tell you every day how amazing and wonderful you are, because once you realize it you'll look at yourself and realize you could have anyone and you'll leave me for someone better." And I opened my eyes to see him roll his and to hear him say, "I'm not going to leave you for someone better. There isn't anyone better."

And I mentioned in passing that I thought his friend might have been checking me out, we had just pulled into his driveway. He shut off the car and looked at me and said, "You're so pretty. Do you know that? Do you know how pretty you are?" And my heart couldn't take anymore. Because all he told me was how beautiful I looked these past 4 days, from waking up with mascara smeared under my eye, to being blotchy from the shower, to being totally un-made-up, to being just my normal self. All he could do these past four days was say "I love you" and "You look really great" and hold my leg when we drove places and put his arm around my waist other places. All we could do was be ourselves this weekend and I realized that being ourselves makes us perfect for each other. Because all we did is laugh. Because after we came back from the show Sunday night he sat on one sofa and I sat on another and we just talked like we were friends. Talked about things, about nothing in particular until So I Married an Axe Murderer came on tv and we both fell asleep. And Friday night we took an accidental nap on the sofa together and when his phone rang and woke us up he silenced it and put his head back down. I was laying with my head on his shoulder and I closed my eyes and wondered, "How can I ever be with anyone else? That just can't be possible." And I get scared about the permanency of things, but I love him and more importantly he loves me and neither of us want anyone else.

These past four days have been some of the best in my life.