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I need to rant. I've been thinking about what happened last night. I know i'm only 15 years old. I know I'm young. But still, that isn't stopping me. I want to be with him..so much. I had been itching to tell him since I first talked to him, but I was too afraid. Too afraid that he wouldn't feel the same, but when he said he liked me too, I was so happy. I thought for once something might finally work out. So then, I went over there. He had his daughter with him and we were sitting on the couch. I was holding her and he asked me if I was sure I wanted to get involved. Of course I did, why wouldn't I? No part of his life bothers me at all. Nothing drives me away, nothing ever will. He told me that eventually I would have to move in. Again no problem for me. Then he said that we would have to get married eventually too, so we don't confuse his daughter. I'm fine with that too. But then he just wouldn't let me get involved. He told me he couldn't let me. I was too young. But I'm not. I'm not too young. I can handle all of this. I know I can. I wish he would understand that. I can't just pretend that what I feel and what he told me he feels isn't there. Now its out in the open, now we both know. Why pretend like that? Why should I sit here longing for him when I know he feels the same? He just doesn't want me to get involved. But I want to be. I'm 100% sure of that. I just need him to let me in..