Whoa, my what? He said, "you're boyfriend." I died. When were we going to have the conversation where you tell me all the things you like about me how you'd like to take things seriously and I end up saying, probably screaming, YES!!!!
I guess things happen and you have no control over them. You know what? I don't care how it happened, just that it happened!! I'm so happy! I don't know what to say or think because I'm too damn happy to create a coherent thought!
*sigh*
I've met Robert's brother and I see where he's learned how to be a gentleman. I see the love between those two and I wish I had a sibling that close. I envy him in many ways. I sometimes feel that I don't deserve him and he feels that way about me sometimes. God, let's hope my heart doesn't hurt too bad with this one because I really do like him...
PS -- he told me he loved me...
3:28 p.m. - July 17, 2006
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