I am crazy about her.
I have always been one for emotional fireworks.
Diving head-first seems to be the only way that I know how to get into the pool.
It's always intense romantic feelings that soon after either peter out or explode in some horrible messy way.
But not with Alayna. She fears too much emotion and does not want to be carried away by it. At first I saw this as a problem. I mean, as sexy as they are, no one really wants to date a Vulcan.
But now that we are approaching our second month, I see the value of the slow burn.
We are not fireworks. We are a forest fire.
To see her opening up to me, to know that I've earned each new expression of affection, to watch her deep and complex emotions come to life...
This is better than the flash in the pan. This is something stronger. This is something of substance.
I am crazy about her.
8:47 a.m. - 2013-01-16
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