It's Friday. It's my the beginning of my first weekend without Joe. He says he will try to come see me, but I'm not holding my breath. I miss him so much. Love is amazing because it opens emotions and lets them flow freely. Every night, every time I end a conversation with Joe, all I can do is cry because he's not here and I'm not there. Our relationship is just opening on a different level full of friendship and passion and it terrifies me. It terrifies me because I don't deserve his love and I know it. Joe, he doesn't know it.. So all I can do is hope that he will be forever blinded by his love and his passion. I want to spend the rest of my life with him.
