Happiness and Hope

Thursday was my day to go to Houston to see my family.
I also had a very long day at school because I had to finish getting ready to go before I went to class.
The trip to Houston took a little longer than usual because they were picking up some students from U T, and I was tired and sleepy by the time I finally got there.
After talking to my family for a while and having soup with my mom, I checked my voicemail and I found a message from Fillipe.
There were 2 things that impressed me about his message.
A. He said he was thinking about me: I think about him all the time, almost as much as I think about Steven, if not more.
B. He enjoyed my company, talking to me I enjoyed being with him to, right next to him, listening to him play his music and talk to me.
I thought that was the sweetest message I’ve ever received in my entire life.I did the only thing I could do at that time,call him back.But what I’m most happy about, is the way he talked to me. He told me that I fill his life with sunshine, and that I am a very sweet person.
He fills my life with sunshine too,but unfortunately, I’m too nervous and too ashamed to tell him how I feel about him.
He’s like a sweet melody himself, and he almost got to the point where he can erase all the scars Steven left on my heart before I met Fillipe.
Anyway, after I talked to him for about half an hour and wrote some lines a little after talking to him,I unconsciously and sweetly drifted off to sleep and dreamed about him.
Next day mom took me to get a manicure, and then we went to the bank. On our way back home, we had some woman to woman talk, and we were talking about if Steven was really the one for me. She doesn’t know anything about the neighbor BTW, and I don’t plan to tell her any time soon.
On Saturday afternoon my dad took my little sister and I to the park, and then we picked my other sister up. We went to the mall and took some pictures, I stood before them as the big sister, and they were sitting down, holding my hands, I loved it!
Then my sister bought me some pretty clothes at our favorite store before going home.
Sunday was the day mom planned to take us to the beach, but I forgot that I had that test on Monday, so we only stayed at the beach for a few hours. It’s been so long since I’ve gone to the beach.
Then we went to McDonalds before they helped me catch the 3:30 bus.
I got here at about 7:30, and put my stuff away before I went to see the neighbor.
He was sweet as usual, and because it was cold outside, he was kind enough to invite me to his house.
He was playing his guitar as usual, but then he decided to do something different, and so he showed me his 7 guitars, each of them has a different sound and is used to play a different kind of music.
I was so excited to see him again, that I smiled at him and held his hand again, just likethe other day.
He was talking to me like he really did care, so he must be a caring guy, a little bit religious, but far morecreative than I thought a guy could be. He’s got that artist blood in his veins.
Anyway, the craziest thing was when I got home from the neighbor’s house, I was so excited I started dancing and singing with my music loud as I always do, and I woke Steven up.
I really thought he would be mad at me because he slammed the door when he went to the bathroom, but he didn’t. When he went out to smoke, I put everything up and go to the room. When he came in and found me there, he just smiled with that cute voice that gets cuter when he smiles at me, and said: “Welcome home honey”, then hugged me and kissed me. He pulled me cloce to him tenderly, then he put his hands around me and we began to make love, before we had a long conversation about everything, and even when I brought up our little problem that he always gets mad at me for bringing it up, he did not get mad at me. That is certainly very unusual of him, now I know why he is getting frustrated about doing things that I enjoy or finding out things we both enjoy, and I finally got the chance to try to make it clear to him, that it is not what I expect of him that counts, but that it has to come naturally.
I am so glad that he didn’t get mad when I woke him up and that makes me very happy, especially when we have a conversation like that one and we don’t end up arguing. We talked until midnight, then he had to go to bed because he has to go to work tomorrow.
He put his book on, well, I deserved it, and then I talked to Cokie for a while and told her about my trip and everything else until she went to bed.

More updates next week

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