love you so much that it hurts my head.

i don't think i mentioned the fact that he's an hour away. school & all that jazz. life, maybe.

last night he told me,

"we'll make this work.

more than once we've proved that this is meant to be."

& it makes me feel ill, because i love him now. i loved him then. but it comes in phases.

i just want to hold on to this thing because it really was amazing just laying together & talking for all those hours, all those hours that went by too fast.

when we were sleeping, i kept having to keep myself from just leaning over & saying, "take me back to your bed, i love you so much that it hurts my head."

that night was one of the biggest surprises of my life.

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