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For the next ten life times?

I've never spent so much time before with one person in my life, nor have I ever liked it so much. Every night the past two weeks we've stayed out past curfew, talking. Singing. Laughing. Playing. After a few near incidents with getting his car booted after curfew, we adopted the Denny's parking-lot (since it is open 24 hours) as our hang out. We have been there a few times as late as four AM, loving every minute of it. A few days ago he turned on some songs he wanted me to hear, and just sang them to me in Denny's. He has the most incredible voice I have ever heard. He say's I'm biased, which could have some truth in it, except that long before I fell in love with him, I always loved to hear him sing. He can do any genre, any voice, any accent, any style, any key, any anything. And it is beautiful. Each time he shares his gift of music with me, I can feel the Spirit and my testimony growing stronger. Even if it's not a church song. He has a way of being so captivating while singing and expressing his passions through his words and music. He can deny it all he wants, but he has a very special gift. Often I feel inferior because I've lost so much vocal training and skill through lack of practicing. But since hanging around him, he has brought music back into my life. I sing all the time now. I listen to music all the time now. And I'm planning on taking up vocal lessons in fall now because I really miss it. And I would never want to marry someone so talented and have myself feel embarrassed to join in and sing with him. He turned on some Johnny Cash songs and made me smile a lot by throwing on a Johnny Cash personality and voice. He was good at it to. One of the songs in particular, "Ghost Riders" brought back fond memories as a child singing that with my brothers as we watched "Roy Rogers" and played cowboys. I found myself smiling under the circumstance. 3am, Denny's parkinglot, singing cowboy songs. No one else could be so perfect for me. For my family. Everything felt so right. My favorite song of the night was a new song he introduced me to called, "For the next ten minutes". He did all the voices, all the parts, and it really touched me. The words were so beautiful. And now we sing it all the time together.

There's Something There

No one saw the two of us coming together in a million years. Not even us. We still laugh every time we're together. Who would have thought that there was something there? A few days after dating, I started listening to the song, "There's something there." from Beauty and the Beast. It fits us perfectly. Not saying he's the beast or anything - but just how the two of us came together and no one ever expected it. And now that we have each other in our lives, we could never go on alone. Word's cannot describe how much of a match we are. In every single way, we compliment each other. He makes me smile and laugh more than I ever have. My roommates and best friends are constantly telling me they've never seen me happier...and how much they love to be around the two of us. There must be something there that never was before...

A Different Ending

I knew who he was. He'd been in my jazz class a year ago, but we'd never spoken. I'd noticed during that semester that he was in folk dance, but I never thought we'd be friends. I watched him a lot in class though, and was always impressed by how ripped he was and how good at everything he was. And he always did things that made me laugh, like wear our teachers clothes during class, even though they were too small. He sure was crazy. How was I to know that the following year I'd be moved up in folk dance and that he'd be on my team. I got to know him rather well. Eric Gourley. The tease. He never let a day go by without coming up to me and mentioning my freshman "boyfriend". I remember a few times when he'd come up to me, flexing his biceps, and asking, "Why would you want that freshman in Idaho when you could have these?" And I would just shake my head. He'd often ask me, "How's that boyfriend?" in a very sarcastic tone. I would smirk back and answer, "Great!". There were countless encounters that we had, all which were very akward. One specifically was the night of the big formal dance. I went with his roommate, and we doubled with Eric and his date. Eric signed his signature on my arm that night and told me to never wash because it would be famous someday. After our date, him and Jay begged me to go hot tubbing with them afterwards. I just got akward, as always, and told them I'd pass. "It's because you have a boyfriend, huh?" Eric would say, rolling his eyes. One night we were having a team movie night, and Eric wanted me to come. He wanted everybody to come, because that's how Eric is. He loves people. I gave my usual excuse, "I don't have a ride." and he told me, "Listen. I will be there at 8 to get you, so you better be ready." and it made me smile. Sure enough, he showed up on time. That was the first time I'd ever gotten to really talk to him one on one. As we drove to his apartment, we got on the subject of relationships and kissing, and he braggingly challenged, "You don't want to know how many girls I've kissed." I asked, he told me. I was shocked. I felt better after he told me most of them were before his mission. But it made me laugh. I would NEVER marry or even date someone who had kissed that many girls. I would be my husband's first and last kiss. Then as we got out at his apartment, he put his arm around me. It wasn't that he was trying to make a move, he is just a very friendly person and he was telling me a story about something. I stiffended up without even realizing it until he said, "Don't get all akward just because you have a boyfriend. Sheesh." And it made me laugh because I hadn't even realized I'd been doing that. I hadn't realized a lot of things. Little did I know that change was on the horizon, and that it would soon take on a new beginning and ending then I ever saw coming...