too many to ignore

The events are stacking up around me, ones telling me that this is getting serious...no correction is serious with Bing. I woke up after Thanksgiving to realize that I had clothes hanging in his closet. My cat is moving in with him. I have started calling his apartment home, without realizing it. I look forward to each night I am with him and he curls up to me (spooning....can't remember the last time I spooned with someone) and puts his arms around me and nuzzles his face up to my neck or cheek. I get fluttery when he leans over and whispers a fact to me, something I only said once when I thought he wasn't listening. He wanted me to come with him and help put together his new pool table, even when I was giving him space to have guy time with his friend G. There are so many other things I cannot even get into for there truly are too many. I find myself loving him, and in love in a new way. One that feels like it has always been and the rest was just a dream or memory of another lifetime. I nuzzle my face up to his chest as he holds me after sex and just hold on to him, wanting to make sure that this is reality and the rest is a dream, not the other way around.