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From Her Fridays #6: Dearest

May 21, 2010

Feeling quite sentimental lately and an extra need to tell people how I feel about them. This song came to mind thinking about Isaiah, lately.

We spent about 6 months of our 3 year relationship apart, wading through time in a gut-wrenching long-distance relationship. I can vividly remember at the end of a regular eight hour phone conversation, even in the beginning months, knotted in a pretzel in the front seat of my car in a carpet-store parking lot from nerves and anxiety, knowing with comfort that I would love Isaiah forever.

We hadn’t even really told each other we liked each other yet. Later, he told me, he used to whisper “I love you” after he had hung up.

I was twisted in the front seat with my left leg outside, through the window of the car, the other against the windshield, my bare feet making warm toe-shaped tattoos that my windshield wore for months. He slyly mentioned that he remembered when I liked him in Aurora, how shy I always was around him, and how he could tell I was swooning a bit. I told him I liked him. A lot. I can’t imagine his surprise, what a shock, coming from a girl he was having daily 5-8 hour conversations with.

Either way, I was so nervous at the silence on the other end that I pushed my right foot through my windshield. Cracked it out so far there was a bubble on the other side. Just my bare foot, from the inside of the car. Once more: Just my bare foot, from the inside of the car.

He didn’t say anything. And then: “That’s cool.” I died. I almost hung up on him and called it a day, to take my very tender foot and walk to Las Vegas and put it in his mouth. I said, “That’s…cool?” He said: “Well, obviously I like you too,” with a smile I could hear 800 miles away. Then, “I live in Las Vegas, Lizzie…Talking to you is the highlight of every day.”

I knew then, and know now, that “Together, our love will grow old.”

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7 Comments leave one →
  1. May 21, 2010 1:14 pm

    SO FUCKING CUTE! I can’t take it.

    And he whispered “I love you” when he hung up? I CAN’T TAKE IT!

    And you’re foot went through the windshield?! Not so cute. Can’t take that, either. Ouch.

    In the first couple of months I was bout ready to knock Josh over the head, drag him back to my cave and make him a husband. But I didn’t want to scare him. Before the “I love yous” were exchanged, I would always tell him “You’re so awesome.” (What am I 14?) And I really meant “I love the shit outta you dude.”

    Oh man, this post just makes me so happy! Love a sentimental day! Love it!

  2. May 21, 2010 1:44 pm

    Angie: You are so cute! I’m glad you liked the post, we’re gonna tell our whole story on Sunday I think..or at least the beginning. It’s a little epic.

    “You’re so awesome” is the nervous-wreck’s I love you, everyone knows that! No worries.
    “Drag him back to my cave..” haha…picturing the cave people from Geico now…
    Yep, that’s what it’s like!

  3. May 25, 2010 3:14 am

    You had me at the bit where he used to whisper I love you after you hung up. What a sweet heart!

    • May 26, 2010 12:41 am

      @Mrs T: he’s just literally that fantastical. he’s always been a sweet’art.

  4. May 25, 2010 1:25 pm

    Ok, thank you for making me cry tears of happiness for you over this post. This was lovely. You two sound adorable. Thanks for sharing. 🙂

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