It's waiting all this time, and finally seeing him. FINALLY seeing him. It makes it all worth it. He still gives me butterflies in my tummy and makes me wanna hold his hand and kiss him all the time. When I finally was with him, I knew why I was fighting for us for so long. I know I was on the verge of breaking up with him, but I didn't. I knew I didn't want to once I talked to him about it. He loves me so much and I know it. I cannot lose him, I refuse to. Please knock some sense into me next time I become crazy. thanks.