Blind Love

In retrospect, it was a confession a long time coming. It only made sense, all those talks about feelings, emotions, wanting her to feel more, open up to me more… all this time, unknowingly, I was doing the same. I just never imagine being the one to say it first, or for it to be so… awkwardly blunt… so sudden…

Yet bizarrely enough, I'm pretty sure we had this conversation before too. Back at the convention, jokingly, half-heartedly, random what-ifs that left us thinking... it certainly left her thinking at least. The way she just abruptly left right then when I suggested she wanted to be loved, it was a couple days of soul searching before she'd properly talk to me again, and even I'm not sure if she even found her answer.