Description of the Indescribable

I walked through the exit of the airport to where I believed she'd be waiting for me. My heart was racing, beating faster than it ever had before. With each step I took it felt as if I would collapse. I looked around to my left and didn't see her, then I turned to my right. That was the point that I fist lay my own eyes on the one I love. As soon as I saw this girl I knew she was my Bec. I stood frozen on that spot, only did my legs defrost when I saw her take steps toward me, I did the same.
We were finally face to face, "Hi" she uttered. I could not let a reply slip out the only action I could and did take was to immediately wrap my arms around her and pull her in tight. My head was spinning, everything was moving so fast, it was all a blur but I heard her speak three words,"I love you."
"I love you," I replied, not "I love you too" just "I love you." After that I'm not entirely sure how things went. Like I said, everything was rather blurry. We then went down to meet her eldest "step" brother who was taking us to her house.
I couldn't get myself to grab her hand in the airport but we had our first kiss in the car, yay! Before we arrived home we stopped at their local park to stretch our legs. It was past midnight in New Hampshire on a February night, we were cold. Bec and I walked a bike path and talked, any awkwardness had already died off and we were holding hands. In the car she had asked me something that I could really relate with. She asked me if I ever felt like I was in a dream and at the time I did feel like it.
We arrived at  her house and I met her father, "step" mother and her older and younger brothers, Vince and Nick. There was a bit of talking and I got a tour of the house before everyone retired to bed with the exception of the love birds who decided to watch a movie. We were up till four in the morning watching movies just being on the couch together and I'm not sure if I've ever been happier.
I saw so much beauty in Bec that night and not today's beauty either. Not attractive as in a super "I can't read" model kind of attractive. I knew she was beautiful when she would lift her head from my chest look me in the eyes and say "I love you." Then I knew she was all mine and loved only me, I'm such a lucky guy and should never forget such a thing.
The next morning was our trip to Keene State College, their local school. It really was Keene's answer Wesleyan. She and I and her father took the tour and such and I immediately fell in love with the school. Hopefully that wasn't too influenced though by the girl who was holding my hand through out the whole tour.
Afterwards I met her grandmother back at her house and we went into town to do some shopping. Bec took me to the coolest music store I've ever been in, Turn It Up. I'll marry that girl for bring me to that store, a literally underground music store. Its cd's prices ranged from five to fifteen dollars and they had anything old you could ever want. I finally got an Asia cd and it was only like eight bucks!
It was funny because Bec and I always said we'd never be cold again when were together but in reality I had never been colder. That fierce New Hampshire wind cut through me like a knife. Bec and I were walking to their mall and it was a living Hell. A living freezing Hell that is. We would run from one building to the next, ducking behind walls to escape the wind then running on to the next safe spot. We even walked backwards part of the way. Twas ironic how shopping with the one who warms my heart could be such a chilling experience.
That night we watched Forest Gump together, it was so much fun because I kept tickling her. She's one of the most ticklish people I've ever met if not the most. Then when she tried to tickle me I started kicking so she made fun of me for that, good times.
The next day was the really fun day, it twas the day of ice skating. We went with Bec's friend Lyndsey and her little sister. By the time they had completed their third lap and started on a fourth Bec was still holding my arm while I stumbled through my first lap around the rink. Bec laughed when I fell which I didn't think was very funny myself, thankfully I only fell twice.
Afterwards we went to her brother's, Lou's, to finish watching the Daytona 500 with him, I wasn't exactly pumped for that but Lou was a nice guy and I wasn't against spending time with him. I was really happy their because Bec and I sat in a love seat together and she fell asleep with her head on my shoulder. I was truly content and happy their watching her sleep with me as her pillow.
Possibly the happiest moment of my life was when Bec and I cooked french toast in our pajamas. Us working together like that, I'm not completely sure what it was about it but it made me so happy. Just the word "us" when in reference to Bec and I makes me ecstatic with happiness. To finally be half of a couple, to finally have someone who's only mine, to have someone who truly loves me and who I truly love, so much have I gotten from Bec. I owe her so much.1