Entry 804 – The Sweetest Guy I’ve Ever Met . . .

The Way You Do The Things You Do 

You got a smile so bright
You know you could’ve been a candle.
I’m holding you so tight
You know you could’ve been a handle.
The way you swept me off my feet
You know you could’ve been a broom
And baby you smell so sweet
You know you could’ve been some perfume

Well you could’ve been anything
that you wanted to, I can tell
The way you do the things you do, alright.
The way you do the things you do.

As pretty as you are
You know you could’ve been a flower
If good looks were minutes
You know you could’ve been an our
The way you stole my heart
You know you could’ve been a crook
And baby you’re so smart
You know you could’ve been a schoolbook

Well you could’ve been anything
that you wanted to, I can tell
The way you do the things you do, alright.
The way you do the things you do.

You make my life so rich
You know you could’ve been some money
And baby you’re so sweet
You know you could’ve been some honey

My Mood :     

Somehow  have the feeling my mood is going to perpetually stay as one of those three smiley icons.  Rob is officially the sweetest, most romantic, most adorable, (and sexy, too,) guy I’ve ever met.  (Sexy cuz remember that trench coat?  I gotta get a picture of him in it.  ::Sighs happily::  Hee . . .) 

Anyway.  The night before last, he was once again here until actually a bit after five.  We just didn’t want to get out of one another’s arms.  In fact, I was comfy enough that I could have fallen asleep on him, but I haven’t had that honor yet.  We were talking at one point, though, and I brought up going rowing in Lake Matawan this summer.  He’s always dragged his feet on that one before, saying how he can’t swim.  Well, I described the conversation to Pam last night, so I’m just gonna copy and paste that into here, including her comments, cuz they’re just that funny.

Me: Lol, I can’t stop smiling…
Pam:  😀
Me:  I mean, it sounds so incredibly corny when I say what he’s said to me, but from him it just sounds so sincere and adorable and sweet.
Pam:  heheheh
Me:  Like, last night.  Abut a week ago I was saying how we should go rowing on the lake come summertime.  And he was all like no way, I can’t swim, what happens if the boat gets knocked over, and I kept saying well, I can swim.  And he said that didn’t matter and I asked him if he honestly thought that I wouldn’t do anything to save him, and he said he didn’t know, survival instinct would say for me to save myself.
Pam:  i’d be like ‘oh gee, your trust in me is limitless’
Me:  Lol.  Well, last night, I brought up the lake again, and he (hesitantly) agreed.  And that he believed that I wouldn’t let something happen to him.  When I asked him why, what had changed, he said "Someone who kisses like you do wouldn’t lie."

(Here, there’s this like, five minute long pause)

Pam:  *ROFLMAO*
Pam:  it’s not funny, but it’s just….it just is
Pam:  LOL
Me:  ::Laughs while smirking::  
Pam:  come on, admit it, it is pretty funny
Pam:  i’m not saying it’s STUPID…it’s just pretty funny
Me:  See what I mean???  It sounds so corny and stupid and everything when I repeat it, but it just sounds so sweet and sincere and romantic from him.
Pam: 
Me: 
Me:  Lol.  I’m still laughing…
Pam:  that’s like…triple cheese pizza right there
Pam:  LOL
Me:  what?
Pam:  i mean it’s so cheesy…
Me:  Lol.
Pam:  then again, i’m a cornball too, so i can appreciate corniness
Me:  Yeah, but when it’s coming from his lips…
Me:  It’s different.  You know?

Then, last night we were back at my house after he got off and we watched Hunchback of Notre Dame and then Footloose.  It was good, but not great, but still.  It did have some good music.  Anyway, I drove him home and we sat in my car for a little while, (okay, a long while,) just talking and kissing and stuff.  And he mentioned hearing the song I have in the box when he was at Staples that day and thought of me.  Then he started telling me the lyrics to the first stanza and when he got to the chorus, he said, "I changed the lyrics a bit for you.  This is what they really are:  ‘Well, you could’ve been anything that you wanted to . . .’"  Then he tells me that he changed it to "Well, you can be anything you want to."  And he says, ‘And if that means an author, you go for it.  If it means psychologist, you go for that.  You’ve got more than enough stuff to do whatever you want."

I was just quiet, leaning on his shoulder, smiling this huge smile, thinking that that was the most romantic, sweetest, most encouraging thing anyone has ever said to me, but I didn’t know how to put it into words.  I just wanted to look into his eyes and tell him he was the sweetest guy I’ve ever met and that I loved him.  But then, lol, he says, "Okay, was kind of expecting a reaction to that, but didn;t get one.  Okay . . ."  Lol.  I reached up and just hugged him.

I will tell him what I thought of what he said there.  Cuz I didn’t have no reaction to that.  Far from it.    I mean, talk about melting into a happy little puddle of Kate, you know?

It’s so weird.  During the day, when I’m not with him, sometimes I wonder about this.  Cuz things about Mike, or Will, or Jason come back to my head and I wonder if I’m strong enough to go through another relationship.  Cuz I don’t want to lose Rob.  Heh.&

nbsp; I guess I should be focusing on the present instead of what can only possibly happen in the future, huh?  I’m defeating myself by looking into the future and wondering if he’ll be there or if he won’t.

I am happy about one thing.  Everyone else, every other guy I’ve ever seriously liked/gotten together with in whatever form, I’ve at one point or another thought that said guy was ‘the perfect guy.’  I don’t think that about Rob.  I know he’s not perfect.  In fact, I know a couple things about him will probably end up bugging the heck outta me.  But you know, in discovery of that, I find I don’t mind if they do.  Because I know about them and knew about them before I ever kissed him.  Before we got together.  It’s weird . . . I think I finally understadn what it means to love someone, not in spite of their flaws, but because of them.

He’s insecure, he has so much confidence to gain, he has so much potential and intelligence to tap into that I know is there, I can sense it under the surface, yet I can already see those traits starting to shine through.

And he’s woken up something in me I thought was possibly gone forever.  I used to be such a hopeless romantic, waiting for her Prince Charming that would come to her just as one would come through a Disney movie.  I’d practically given up hoping for that.  It was a waning hope that I wanted to have more faith in, but cynicism and reality and disappointment had made that very difficult to believe in.

He gave that back to me.  I’m not going to say that he’s my Prince Charming, (though maybe he is,) but he gave me back that child-like belief.  He has such a sense of sincerity and honesty and innocence about him.  Yes, he’s naive, I won’t pretend that he’s not, but I like that about him.  It’s refreshing to know that someone won’t take everything you say in some kind of sick innuendo, or that they can still act like a little kid at a playground.

I think I’d become too "realistic" and "grown-up" for my own good.  And Rob’s reminding me of what fun truly means.

I’m older, I’m wiser, and I’m happier than I’ve been in awhile.  And Rob’s given me that happiness since we started hanging out in December.  I only hope I can return the favor.