would that i could and possibly i should

barbie got drunk

and wanted to talk about love...



about him

and
me


it kinda scared me.
i am not excluding the possibility of love

but it is a conditional posssibility.

i could...

i might...


love is
an evolution

requiring a mixture of time and trust.


i have dove into a sense of familiarity with him.




(i am typing these words
in his apartment
without him here.)



i refuse to poke around.

i am comfortable not prying.

everything i need to know...



he will tell me.




i amazed at how fully i believe that simple sentence to be true.