Dearest Diary,
I'm kinda confused.
It sounds weird because of how straight forward the whole situation is... I just feel like I need to write this all down.
It feels wrong but... that makes me want it more, you know?
I think I'm losing my mind. I think about him and I go hot, my face goes pink and I find my mind going off on tangents.
I'll find that it starts out kind of normal and friendly. I want him near me, closer. Touch my leg like you did that one time, I'll think... or, look at me like that again. It's like I get high off the butterflies in my stomach. Just the thought... kiss me. Again. Again. Again.
What is wrong with me?
See this is exactly what I mean. I can't stop once I've started. I'm not like that! I promise... at least I never used to be. It's something he's done to me that has changed my chemistry. He makes me think differently.
And you know what? It feels wrong to think that I like myself better this way. I hope he's feeling the same way...
I don't know, he just seems more sure of himself. The way he touched my face so gently and kissed me so assuredly makes me feel like he knows exactly what he wants.
Either way... I know I want this. Just maybe not so fast.
Guess I'll have to see what he thinks? I don't know.
I'm lost. But I would be more lost without him.
Good talk...
~ Steven Grant Rogers
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