I told him..why its' so hard to tell people how i feel..how its' easier to keep things inside...
And i told him..that i'm afraid of being hurt. and that i love him so much.. and he understood..and was sweet..and encouraging..even when i said how other girls are sweeter and funny-er. and smarter. he said "but i'm nuts about you, so why the fuck do they matter?".. and i seemed to be able to explain than, the pain of getting fucked over.
E v e r y t h i n g.. and the weight is gone off my chest. and ..i think it will make things easier now.
he's so lovely..