It's an insane notion, I know. People aren't suppose to feel an instant magnetic pull from another person. That stuff only happens in fairy tales. But sometimes I wonder if it really could happen in the real world. Sometimes, like when we spoke for hours, it seemed like the world really wasn't such a bad place.
Even now, as I sit typing this on the computer, I can feel a warmth across my face. I'm completely flushed, and it's been several hours since we last spoke.
But I must confess that I cannot fulfill your wishes. I'm not in the least bit mentally (and emotionally) prepared for something so simultaneously exciting and terrifying. Walls and forts still need to be built, and preconceived notions still need to be torn down.
Just thinking about it upsets my stomach a bit... but in a good way, I guess.
Yet I must confess: I don't want to be burned again. I don't want to be burned ever, for the rest of my life. So please, if you want to try anything further, don't make promises that you refuse to keep. Don't deliver secrets which were entrusted to you.
And please, I implore you, do not tell anyone else about this. Not another soul.
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