When Two Little Frogs Discovered Their True Love

I think how you feel love depends on your age. When you’re young you feel it all at once and it’s just this feeling you think you have and are supposed to feel and you roll with it, but as you get older you realize that love is manifested in different forms and you can recognize it more easily in those forms. The first time I said, “I love you” to someone was in the 10th grade, at my 16th birthday party. This frogy was my first real boyfriend. He was chasing me around the thing that spits the Tennis balls out at you and he just blurted it out. We had been officially dating for only a week or so when he said it. I ran away shivering, but then later said I love you before he left my party. That relationship was off and on for about six years and we discussed in later years that that wasn’t when we meant “I love you”, we just thought it was something that should have been said at sixteen years old. The real “I love you” came later.The next time I said it to someone was over Thanksgiving break. I was dating my boyfriend for about two months at the time, but we had been exclusive I guess for about four months and had known each other and worked with each other for two summers. At 22, I’m pretty sure about what I want but I’ve never really had a grasp on my feelings until this frogy. Everything just kind of clicks and falls into place with him, so when I started thinking “I love you” after goodnight texts or when he did something cute I didn’t really question it. Except that I overthink everything and started to question it because the last time I said it, I was only a week and a half in the love relationship and that didn’t last so was I going too fast? Am I insane for thinking this already? I wanted to throw up. After talking with one of his closest friends, I realized that it wasn’t an “I’m just supposed to say this” feeling, it was real. I really loved the frogy. So I planned out how I was going to say it to him over break; I was going to do it at the zoo where we met by the gorillas which was the first place we hung out. Nope I, Chickened out. On the last day of holiday break, we went on a walk in his hometown and I just let it out. I love you, I love you. I said it and felt nauseous and happy at the same time, but I wouldn’t change it.