You know, I'm finding that I adore you, and I adore you more than I'd like to. But, I'm just looking forward to the time when I can see you again, to laugh with you again, to hug you, and to take you into my world where I know you'll be very happy during the time you're sharing with me.
This isn't passion or carnal desire; this is an innocent and genuine love. A love that seeks to feel warm when you're near, and I love it, because I can be who I truly am in your eyes, and I don't need to pretend or feign something that isn't me.
You know, I love the hours we spend talking on the phone; I like the way we can take any topic and make it the perfect excuse to read our wonderful texts.
Yes, I also love those hours when we connect, even if it's just to listen to music together and laugh at some songs with crazy lyrics. And yes, I also enjoy the opportunity to have an agreed-upon time where we both watch a movie and then can discuss what we thought of it.
And, even though everything looks and sounds very beautiful, I must apologize for being selfish, for giving up everything I love. I don't know how to enjoy this, I don't know how to live in poems or how to stop thinking that all of this is just a dream.
You know, I also don't know how to stop being afraid every time I feel the desire to express how much I love you. I can't stop feeling fear every time I want to address you with loving affection.
Although it may seem so, this is not easy. I feel my soul detach at the thought that I must give up what I believed was a safe place, what I thought could be and perhaps won't be, at the thought that perhaps I am a coward for not trying. But I can't stop feeling the fear that this is just a game and that you don't feel the same intensity that I feel when I see you...
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