
Things are going really well. Well enough to scare me.
The funny thing is that he told me on Saturday night that he is afraid of getting hurt. He said he doesn't want to like me like this because he is scared. I told him that I like him, but I don't trust him. "I wish those things went at the same speed," I said.
"I know," he replied, "but they don't."
And so, they don't.