One

So today's the day boys and girls - on the 8th of March 2009 my baby asked me if I'd like to be his boyfriend, one year ago today, dear me I promised myself I wasn't going to cry whilst I did this post but, just give us a minute............... Oh gosh, there I was one sentence in and I was already gone, my baby gave me a cuddle and a kiss, it helped - he always helps. There's many things that get lost in my mind and lost in time, I've got a woefully bad memory but somethings just stick in there and well, when a cute and sexy guy asks you to be his boyfriend that's one of things that has stuck, how could I forget? I'm reminded of it each time I see or talk to my baby, I could never forget; I don't remember exactly what we were doing at the time but I know it was a Sunday evening after we'd spent all weekend together and we were sat together on the sofa. I guess we had a great weekend together, we didn't see each other then as often as we do now, but I know over that weekend we kind of clicked; I mean I always fancied the pants off my baby but I knew in my heart that I was attracted to him for more than just the sex. But back then I was way too shy to come out and say it, to say I think I'm falling in love with you, I don't know but I wasn't as confident back then. Oh gosh my baby's just called it, his memory is much better than mine, we were just sat together talking, talking about relationships and love, what we both wanted from a guy and from life - the highs, the lows and everything in between. And for the first time since we started seeing each other I really opened up, I talked and I talked openly and honestly (yet I still didn't mention the fact that I'd fallen in love with him) which may not sound like a major upheaval, but unless you know me and knew what I was like back then, you'd understand that it was indeed a major upheaval.

Through it all I just remember my baby looking at me so softly, so intently and so caring; that's the thing that struck me most - the look in his eyes, it was beautiful, so warm and tender. We talked some more and then my baby he just said, and I think I've got this bit word perfect, I've had such a great weekend babes and I love spending time with you; I would like to do this more often and I would like to call you my boyfriend. There then followed silence, a long uneasy silence (I didn't mean it to be uneasy but my baby later told me it was) it was like my brain was trying to comprehend what I'd just heard to make sure I heard it correctly. Not only that but it made me kind of speechless, it was like everything I ever wanted to hear had just been spoken, my baby had said what I'd been wanting to say but was too afraid and yet as much as I wanted to scream at the top of my voice YES I'D LOVE TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND, nothing would come out. Instead I took his hand in mine, I kissed him softly and I eventually managed to tell him he'd just made me the happiest boyfriend in the World, with the emphasis very much on boyfriend. He asked me if I was sure and I just cried for nothing more than the fact that it proved how selfless and caring he was; I mean he wanted to make sure I'd not just said it under the pressure of it all or on the spur of the moment - it proved beyond any shadow of doubt what I already knew, he was a very special guy - caring, kind and loving; and I had fallen for him big time.

I've been free falling ever since - falling under my baby's spell whenever we're together; I adore him, I love him and I lust for him. When I'm with my baby I'm lost - lost in a World of happiness, comfort, care and love; I don't ever want to be found, happy anniversary you still make me the happiest boyfriend in the World. I love you to bits xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.