Saying Those Three Words

I remember the first time Kelly said "I love you". It was... less than romantic to say the least. It was February 5th; we hadn't even been dating for two weeks, and the words seemed almost unstoppable. It was after school in early February and we had just gone to Baskin Robins for ice cream. We were in the middle seat of his van making out when he surprised me with the question "Would you consider having an abortion". I've always been very pro-choice, so I said that I would. As soon as I finished explaining this, he blurted out "I love you" and went back to kissing me. I was completely taken aback; I really didn't know how to handle his... expression, so I went with what he was doing and swept it under the rug.

I couldn't get that moment off my mind, so I brought it up while we were texting later that night. I started by asking if it was a heat of the moment thing that he didn't mean and he informed me that it wasn't. I felt like it was my turn to tell him how I felt about him, so I said that I love him too; it gave him butterflies and made him feel amazing.

I have all those texts saved on an old Samsung of mine. Having the texts from the very beginning of our relationship makes me very happy. I love being able to pull out my old phone for reference or even a simple pick-me-up on an extremely bad day. I'm reminded how much he truely loves me every time I get to turn it on.