From Internet to SMS...

I spent most of that first night in Georgia just flipping through messages that had been sent to me over the past couple of weeks.  (Since I didn't have internet, things had gotten a little backed up.)  I was so happy to find several messages that had more to say than "hey sexy lets hannnng".  I was overjoyed to find that you had messaged me again.
I was happy to find that though you had plans to head out on the town with your friends, you were able to message me back before heading out.  The more we talked, the more I wished that you were closer to me, that the Army didn't still have you under contract for over half a year.  You made me smile, so much that my dad mentioned something to me on the trip.

On the second day of my adventure to Georgia, I decided that it would be easier to ask you to text instead.  This way, I would be able to send you messages on the drive back to Michigan (and all I hoped was that you wanted that too). 

I was falling for you over text message too fast.  I was scared.  How could someone this awesome have been  so close to me for so long and I'd never known him?  How could he be so far from me now?  And was 600 miles too far away to even consider a relationship?  (Also, I'd been talking to you consistently NOT long enough to even be thinking about that, but it's just how I roll.)



I hate talking on the phone, but for some reason, I was anxious to talk to you.  I didn't want to bring it up, I wasn't sure if that was okay with you, so I continued texting.  That was, until one night that I got out of work late and wanted to talk to someone on the way out to my car... That phone call stretched into hours.  And I knew.  If I could talk to you on the phone, I was comfortable.  This is when I got scared.  I liked you.  I liked you and I hadn't even met you yet. 

Aaron Stow, the night that we were to meet, I was a ball of nerves.  I picked up a TON of hours at work that week and was doing a 10.5 hour shift.  I knew I'd be exhausted.  I knew I'd be cranky.  I knew I couldn't wait.
I checked my phone every five minutes for an update on where you were.  I knew the drive up through Michigan pretty well.  When you told me you were on US-127, my heart started pounding and my hands were so sweaty.  I didn't want to back out.  I was just so afraid that you would be this perfect, amazing, wonderful man that I had been texting and that you'd find out that I was just me.  Plain and simple.  I was afraid that I would fall for you, much faster than you would for me. (I mean, I was right, but at least you liked me too. ;))

The moment I walked out of that building, seeing you there, in your uniform, smiling that smile... I knew.  You were it.  I don't know how I knew, but I did.  Everything seemed amazing.
I was so excited to get to know you even better...

:)