A love story

Here goes the story of a blogger friend "my tea cups in peony." It really moved me, reminded me of my own love moments, these memories of anticipation, when you think that your heart will explode, the cheeks turn red and hands trembling...

"The thing is, i had been in love with this boy since i was 12. That was 6 years ago. His name is Benny. He was always cocky, mischievous and a little bit mean in class, but for some reason i could tell that there was something else to him. something i could relate to, even though we hardly spoke. So as time passed and i was off in my little world consisting of art and colours and music and dreams, and he was off in his that consisted of grades and golf and goals and college. We grew up together without really noticing it, and then one day, coincidentally we ended up alone in a restaurant together, waiting for our friends to arrive. I hadn't really had a long conversation with him before and my stomach was turning at every sentence. I was so nervous i could hardly speak, but with every word i became more excited when i found that we had a lot more in common than i had initially anticipiated. Behind the confident, motivated, independant surface was a warm, caring and gentle boy that i was beginning to see. We met again the next week, and the week after that, and before really realizing, it had been four months. As we were laying side by side and the rain was falling outside, i decided to tell him that i loved him. As anticipated in worst case scenarios, there was a very, very long silence as he looked at me. But it wasn't awkward. All he said was "I promise that when I'm ready I'll say the same back." I felt like my heart had been crushed, and crushed again, but there was some hope in what he had said. A few more months went by, and by then it was summer time. B invited me to stay at his family's villa on a nearby lake, and we spent the summer playing badminton, going sailing, bike riding, and having breakfast on the terrace in the mornings. it was gorgeous and i couldnt have been happier. Then, one evening, after having dinner with his family at a nearby restaurant we had finished early and walked back to the house where we spontaneously decided to go rowing in the old wooden row boat. He rowed us out to the middle of the lake, and by now the sun was beginning to set and the boats that had been on the water had left and it was completely calm. Suddenly B went quiet and i asked him what was up. Bored? no. tired? no. sick? no...just thinking. what about? he said "It is a lot sooner than i had expected, but i've fallen in love with you." I literally felt myself melting, and my knees were weak. I wobbled over to the other side of the row boat and sat next to him. We just sat there for what seemed like an hour, holding each other and listening to the water against the boat. It was, by far, the best hour of my life. We rowed back onto shore and continued to lead what has now become my happy ending. We plan to travel the world after graduation and continue on to the same colleges. I feel like sleeping beauty who has been woken up from her dream-world and lived happily ever after with the prince. That's my love story.

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