He won’t tell me anything more…except that he’s a writer. His books are based on true stories such as crime, love, etc. It’s so easy for me to fall in love with smart men. It’s easy for me to get caught up in the whimsical romanticism and mystery of someone I barely know. His energy is intriguing…I feel myself being pulled in. I’m trying my best to resist.
There’s someone else I have in mind… there’s still mystery but not in the “he might be a murderer” way…I mean he could be, but I doubt it. Mainly because I feel so safe standing next to him. I’m learning not to force anything. I’m learning to be patient and wait for who God has for me. I’m so ready to love again…my heart’s thawing.