NerdHis name is Nerd. Well not literally. When I first met him I gave him that nickname. In response back he called me Goober. He calls me his Goober. I call him my Nerd. We are best friends. He tells me every day that he loves me. He said eventually he'd love to marry me.
I'm not thinking about marriage right now. I am currently dating him though. We've been together for about week and have known each other for twelve years or so. He is the most sweetest, amazing, understanding human being I have ever met.
I get scared though. I've been hurt so bad by a previous relationship that I often wonder if he will ever turn. It stained me and my way of thinking. He knows that I have a hard time and he is there for me. He's always been there for me.
He really is a good man. Even though he is two years younger than me. I think I do really love him too. I get nervous when I hear from him. He makes me giggle over the most cheesiest things ever. We have silly conversations. He brings my true self out.
I'm happy that I have someone that I can be silly with. I appreciate him. He is my Nerd. You know what? I love him too.