What I want to reveal, but am afraid to.

"I’m a bullet and I’m heading straight for your heart, it’s gonna leave a mark. ‘Cause my heart was like a ghost town baby, and I’ve met a man that breaks me."

- Jessie James

Sex with him. <3

I literally almost can’t describe it, it’s so perfect. Everywhere that he grabs me, the way he pulls my hair just enough, whether its fast, slow, deep, whichever of us is on top. I love it so much. We had sex, for the first time since, well, the first time on Saturday night. Twice in a row. ;* I don’t even have any worry after this weekend that he wants to be with anyone other than me. We literally spent 48 hours straight together and he spent the night at my house twice in a row. One of them with my mom’s full approval. And he made sure he was going to get to see me today too. <3

But I’m slowly starting to notice some jealousy he’s got going on. Of guys I talk to even as friends. And even friends that he thinks might mean more to me than he does. Which, granted, they do mean more to me at this point, but it’s still ridiculous because I’m sure the same goes with him. But in another sense it’s kind of a good thing, because it lets me know he cares at least.

His friends told me the other night while they were drunk that one night he came and stayed the night in their dorm and the whole time he just talked about me. <3 And they said,. “It’s like he contains himself around you.” And when I asked if that was a good thing they said, “I mean yeah it’s a good thing. Being around you calms him down.” Regardless, he amazes me in so many ways and he’s all I want.