tearful ball

i've opened my blog three separate times today with intent to write.

it's now 1:07 am and I have nothing to say.

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I cried last night. I don't think he knew. He asked me why I was sniffley I told him I was cold. He believed me.


I wonder if he is the one. They say you'll know. I think I know- I just want to be sure.

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I feel like I should have something important to say. I feel like curling up in a ball next to him and crying and I don' t know why.

That just sounds so comforting. I have no idea why.