I got very, very, VERY drunk and told you I love you –I honestly didn’t know either, until I allowed myself to not feel guilty about pining after you. I thought you might feel the same, going by the things you’ve said to me. Your response was positive, but…my usually heedless attitude is mostly fronting.
I say I don’t care what people think, but I care more than anyone could ever imagine. I say I don’t, I tell myself I don’t, so I can’t get hurt again. Oh My God, I am scared. Please don’t break my heart.