Monday, May. 03, 2004 | 8:40 AM

So.

Last night he called. And we spent an hour and a half discussing the Beatles before we got to the meat of it.

And finally he said,

The short answer to your question is yes.

And I said,

What?

And he said,

Yes. I love you. And I want to be with you..

This actually happened.

I fell off my chair.

Never in my whole life has someone actually made the decision that they want to be with me. I�ve had people fall into being with me or they�ve been lazy enough to be manipulated into being with me. But I�ve never had anyone actually choose to be with me because they consciously wanted to.

So.

We are together. He loves me. I love him. I couldn�t be happier.

I don�t know what else to say.

I�d really steeled myself for the possibility that he�d tell me it was a fluke. And I would have been OK with that, I�d have dealt with it and it would�ve been all right.

I really didn�t expect this.

How the fuck do you deal with this sort of happiness? I�m not used to it.

He loves me. He wants to be with me. Holy fucking shit.

This is a whole new chapter in my universe.

My god I love him so much.