And then I woke up.. feeling like my eyes are too heavy and there is no way in hell I will be able to get out of the bed soon. Because I spent most of the night turning and tossing out of the excitement of seeing you today. Did I do everything? Did I prepare everything? Is the house clean enough? Will he like the food? And most of all - will he really come? After all I have been waiting not-really-that-patiently the whole week for him to come.
But I had to wash my hair and do my make up, so I found the motivation to leave the warmth of my bed.
I do not really like myself when I get nervous. My body starts acting up. Like it's telling me - honey, what the hell do you think you are doing. Well more like my brain is telling my heart - calm the fuck down. Not that it listens. It never listens. Stubborn, that one.
But it's alright. After months of waking up alone, finally, my heart has something to look forward, feeling some other heart beneath my palms. Ain't that the most beautiful thing?
Lets's see, shall we?
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