If you haven't seen the old 1960's movie the Bell's are ringing... You need to go rent it immediately. My great granddad used to watch it with me when I was super little. Judy Holiday is absolutely silly and captivating at the same time. I've never watched this movie with anyone, until last night.
He wanted to watch it. In fact, he insisted. It was perfect. We had a romantic dinner. I lit candles and had on a very cute black dress. I made my most favorite meal, creamy cheesy chicken enchiladas. After dinner, he lifted me up onto the counter top, and we kissed. He told me how sweet I was, and how delicious my cooking is. He convinced me to watch the movie with him, and he loved it. He had fun with it, and saw what it was about - this movie that captivated me. We talked for hours after the movie. Joking about silly words or phrases we each use. I told him that Ronnie and I call him the Lux Pick-up artist, which he enjoyed.
Jake asked me something this morning that made me almost leap out of my own skin. "Are you real? Cause I feel like you are some kind of an illusion I dreamed up - so are you? Real?" It's countless how many times I have asked myself and others that about him. Is he real? Does he really exist? Now, he is asking himself the same thing? We are such a match. We fit together so well it is unrealistic. I am falling. Even deeper, even further. And I just can't help it.
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