So he called me last night right after he got back from Miami. I was surprised but not. I just got the feeling that he would call. It was odd but nice to hear his voice again. Sometimes, I start fearing that I'll forget someone's voice or face if there isn't something there to remind me. Pictures don't do anyone justice because you can't see the vivacity and life in their eyes. But for some reason, his voice connects me to him like nothing else does.
He makes me smile. He makes me giddy. He makes me want to reach for the stars. There's something about him that softens my heart.
He came online tonight and we chatted for over an hour. I can't help but believe in his sincerity. I would like to put more faith in this whole thing, whatever it is, but that takes time. I like hearing from him, though.
I am infatuated.
I don't know where he stands and one part of me wants to demand some sort of resolution. But another, stronger part of me wants to just go with it and see where this takes me. I haven't taken this kind of journey in a long time and I really miss the discovery of someone else. The only thing that makes this bareable is the fact that he seems to be suffering from the same kind of high that I am. It's contagious.
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SWITZERLAND!!!!
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