Love is funny. Perhaps it's our age, but almost everyone in my group of friends is in love or has a crush on someone. I don't know if I'm in love, but this definitely isn't the kind of desperate, depressing feeling I get when it's merely a crush. I'm happy, and I feel like I can trust this person when he says he has been thinking about me. Even if he says some pretty unbelievable things, I believe him because I feel like I could say it to him too and mean it. Maybe it's my hidden insecurity, but I've always been sure nobody means what they tell me.

It feels weird not being pushed into talking all the time, or listening to some selfish blahblahblah of how the person's life has been hard and will always be. This redhead gentleman is somehow very different from everyone I have met. The first person ever to give room for my adoration of silence, giving me time to think, the first ever to seem truly interested in what I have to say.

We're not really a couple yet, but I almost feel like we are. We just met. Perhaps this is some sort of love at first sight. Who knows. We're both artists and have red hair, our birthdays are 28th and 29th of September. You'd think too many similarities could be bad.




Like... three weeks until he comes back. I guess I can live with that. *sigh*