He was out of town last Wednesday to Friday and I called him on Thursday night. He sounded tired and sleepy and not excited. We talked about 50 minutes and he wanted to sleep. I still felt my heart beat fast when I heard his voice on the other end of the line. He told me I am crazy. And I agree. I am crazy in love with him and he is the one I love the most. I wonder if he ever knows that or if he believes that. I cannot be with him, maybe never. Isn't that more important to love somebody than being with him all the time? Give me more time and I can show how lasting my love for him is.
