Unlike the last post, this isn’t about some sort of kink.
I posted a little while ago (when I was posting a bit more regularly ^.^) about a girl I started seeing.
Well, I’m still seeing her and things couldn’t be better.
She and I have been going out for 3 months now and we’ve gotten into that happy (and maybe even sappy) point where we’ve just exchanged our first “I love you”s and really miss each other during the week when we’re not together. She spends pretty much every weekend at my place, and I usually see her off on Sunday afternoons. This past weekend she stayed over Sunday night as well, and it was nice to be able to see her in the morning before I had to head off to work.
When I came home tonight I got a little bummed.
You see, when I took my shoes off, it struck me that hers weren’t there for me to put mine next to. I’d gotten used to her being here so much that I kind of expect to see her shoes by the front door. (Okay, that’s a very Japanese thing. I know. But still…) But I’ll see them again this weekend.
And her, of course.
So what does this mean? Well, I’m not sure if she’s “The One,” but she’s definitely “one of a kind.” She’s easily the best thing to happen to me since I came to Tokyo, and I’m not letting go of her anytime soon.
^.^