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Sitting in the coffee shop,
sipping on sweet hot chocolate, tapping my foot and feeling nervous- knowing she'll be there any minute. And then she's there- turning a corner and her beautiful face arrives- and in her hand, a beautiful bouquet of roses- for me. |
*crosses his fingers*
I don't think she'll really be bringing me any roses, but I'm looking forward to seeing her:) Time to go. Mary, I'm coming!
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I also wrote the beneath entry:
Today's the first date between me and Mary. I'm very nervous, and I'm also excited. I haven't been able to get her out of my head from the day that I met her. And yet, a part of me wants to turn around and to run home to Katie- even if that means going back across the pacific ocean to a place where I don't want to be.
It's hard for me to accept that Katie's not my girlfriend anymore- and that I'm supposed to be single now,;- though my heart cries and my heart crawls for her- as if she wouldn't erect the barriers that she does, upon which my heart will hit its face and weep, and press its hand against the glass- wanting to hold her anyway.
But then,... you can mark my words- with what I see in myself and my eyes and what she says- Katie loves me too. And I will, someday, sweep her up in my arms and kiss her- like noone has ever kissed her before.
I love her.