Sep 29, 2006 01:03
Maybe its the idea of a new begining that I fall so easily for. Really, I'm never like this. Thinking. Wondering. COntemplating.
So I met him. And it was wonderful. I really doubt it could have gone better. Everything went swimmingly. Everyone took their cue and convenenanty left for their own random adventure while I walked away in bliss. Conversationh came easily. Nothing was akward. He even took me, as somewhat of a risk to himself, to a secret "chill spot" where we stared up at the stars while sharing his jacket as a makeshift blanket.
His views on affection can only be related on his views with himself. A closet case (naturally) but one that I have hope to turn . . . a little at least. I'm not a fan of PDA's , but please.
Everything's perfect right now. Perfect distance. Perfect communication. Perfect everything.
Yet I'm uncertain. And scared. Scared I'll loose another chance at something wonderful. And for that I'm ever so careful.