I love spending time with you.
Oh God, I make myself sick. Having such ridiculous feelings for someone whom I barely know.
Why does my heart do this to me?
I really can imagine, you know, a fantasy wedding; even if marriage isn't an option here. (LET ME STRESS ON THE WORD FANTASY, JUST IN CASE ANYONE THINKS I'M BEING CREEPY. I'M ALLOWED TO FANTASIZE AND DAYDREAM ALL I WANT.)
It'd be scary at first because it'd be me confirming my sexuality and the way I live and who I am and what I want and how people view me and I will be anything but heterosexual.
I mean, I'm not heterosexual now anyway, but since I've never had anything serious with a girl, it still 'might' (though it's highly unlikely) be a phase???????!?!?!?!?!?
But I think you're worth it. Love is worth it. I promise not to throw away something like what you and I could have.
I can't wait to go out with you on our next date :)
And in all our imperfections, we found ourselves.
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