Apr 25, 2006 15:01
We talk every night. For hours and hours. And every night we get closer. We talk and laugh and cry and sigh and try not to say what we're feeling because it's so early.
But last night he said it. "I know it's too early. But I don't want to wait anymore. I think I love you."
We still have to wait to see if he can love me when he sees me.
We are so good together. We can talk about anything. And he is so kind and thoughtful and careful. I hope I'm good enough for him. I hope he can love me in person.