Loved

So, after all the stress and confusion, everything is just fine. We went out on Saturday and had the best time I have had with him. It was the first time that I felt fully like myself and wasn't at all nervous. It was wonderful.

And the best part of it all, he told me he loved me. He has never said that. We were slow dancing and he had me look him in the eyes and he said "I love you." He told me that he was scared before and that was why he was acting like that and that he realized the night before around 10:45 that he loved me. I don't know what changed for him at 10:45 but I am so glad that it did.

I didn't say "I love you" back. When I say it, I want to really mean it. Even though I do love him and I know that I do, but I didn't want to say it just because he said it. So I hope that he wasn't hurt by that. But I do plan on saying it to him very soon, even though he knows I love him.

And now I know that he loves me. :)