Oh, me. Oh, my.

Oh, how ever could I?

I don't know how that little phrase escaped my fingers...my mind...my heart...

"I love you."
Did I really just say that?

Yeah...I did.
All hell must have broken loose.

But at least, there was a conversation exchanged between us. It seemed...strained. You're still so sad about everything that happened...but I want to really re-assure you that every little thing's going to be alright. Even though you may mock my tacky cliches, I still appreciate the fact that you find my stupidity somewhat humorous. I love the fact that you insist on calling...even after I instilled in you that you have to call me...I cannot believe that I've fallen so hard for you...so
quickly.

I'm gonna wait to see what happens. But I want you more than anything...

I'm not afraid to say it but I am afraid to feel it...
I think I love you.