When I related this to Amir, he was not discouraged. “We will make them believe it. We will make them believe it because it is true. I want to spend my life with you. I dream of this every day. I love you.”
Holy shit. This whole thing had gotten totally out of control. How could he be in love with me? I had done a few nice things for him, bought him meds, listened to him with an open mind, had long conversations with him as we became really good friends. I had agreed to come to his country and meet him. But how could he be in love with me when we had never even met?