*counting the seconds*
every second that passes brings me closer to seeing her. this weekend has been one full of strange and wonderful things. I was up late on friday; thinking. I was up late last night; hoping. and now, I am sure to be up late tonight; anticipating. if I wrote down everything I felt about her, we would all be up very late. a week from now. all I can say is that I love her. but even that isn't enough. I wish there was a word strong enough to sum up everything I feel. bliss, joy, surprise, love, longing, fear, confusion, healing, extacy, fantasy, jealousy, anticipation, anxiety, self-conscienceness, meditation, passion, stupidity,... there must be more. again, all I can say is that I love her. you know, her nickname fits her very well. I call her my Dark Angel because, to me, she has always been shrouded in shadow and mystery. and yet, her beauty and innocence surpass anything of this world. I wonder if she knows how special she is.