Several months had passed and one day I found myself talking to him more and more. We were getting ready to go back to school for fall semester. I was nervous and excited. We both arrived the weekend before classes started. My roommates didn't show up for several days and I spent most of my time with this guy I was falling for.
We went to church together that Sunday. I remember the outfit I wore because of the smile on his face when I walked out the door. He was very charming the whole day and even made me dinner that evening. It was delicious.
Later we decided to walk to the park and meet some friends because there aren't too many activities to be had in Idaho. It was a warm beautiful night; the sun was in that perfect spot. We found those friends and sat with them on blankets. We proceeded to chat about whatever college kids chat about. Someone from the group had brought a book of wordsearch puzzles and we decided to do one together. He sat close to me and pointed out words that I can't remember anymore. I do remember feeling like we were the only two people there. If I was a cartoon, I would've had heart shaped eyes at that moment. I had forgotten about the friends or anyone else within a ten mile radius for that matter. My eyes were on the puzzle, but my attention was on him.
I don't remember walking home or anything from the rest of that night. I was smitten and thinking about how much all this was going to change the semester. But, oh, it changed much more than that.