There is a sense of forever, but you worry that forever might not last. Then you wonder how you could possibly move on from someone as beautiful as this. At least that was my worry.
What if we didn't work? What if he decides one day that I'm not enough? It's only been a few days, but a few days with Jace feels like half a lifetime.
It's the way he talks I think, like he's so sure of himself, he's so together, he knows what he wants, and he wants me.
I could easily believe that this, what we have, what we're beginning to have, is like what my parents found with each other all those years ago. I can almost feel it deep inside. But can I trust that feeling? Or was it just a case of he's the first guy I've ever dated? I didn't like that thought.
As silly as it may seem, I couldn't imagine
