Amour

"I am thinking it's a sign,

that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images,

and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned..."

Last night, Tony and I took a huge step in our relationship.

I finally feel like I can trust him enough to open up my heart and talk to him about things.

He did push me a little bit.

He told me he has a hard time talking to me about personal things when I can never open up to him.

I know I'm secluded.

I rarely speak my mind.

I try to seem bubbly and happy all the time.

Sometimes I am.

"...And I have to speculate,

that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes,

like puzzle pieces from the clay..."

So I told him. The big one.

I broke down completely and really haven't felt the same since.

It's nerve-racking to think about "what if."

What if he told?

Does he judge me?

What if he says something to that person?

"...And true,

it may seem like a stretch,

but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head

When you're away and I am missing you to death..."

He won't.

I trust him.

He doesn't judge me.

It's not my fault. He can't.

I know he cares and that he knows how important this is to me.

I know he loves me.

And I love him.

I love him.

"...They will see us waving from such great heights.

'Come down now,' they'll say.

But everything looks perfect from far away.

'Come down now.'

But we'll stay."

-Such Great Heights by, Dusty Dewan