I've never felt this way about anyone ever before, and that's scaring me. Yes, someone has managed to scare Ludwig. I have had moments of fear like everyone else when things were falling apart. Times of anger, sadness and pain when everything seemed lost until I stood back up and fought. Yet this is different. I know what happy feels like. This doesn't feel like happy, but it's a positive feeling.
It's knowing when I get home he's cooked a delicious meal of pasta, wurst, and sometimes even potatoes even though he doesn't particularly like them. It's the feel of his lips on my cheek when he stands on that stupid little stepstool, and the soft skin of his cheek as I return the greeting so he doesn't start crying. The warmth that spreads in my cheeks and his. It's waking up in the middle of the night from a nightmare to realize he's in my bed, yet again, but not minding. I don't know what this is, but it seems a lot like…
Nein, it couldn't be love. How could I ever falls for a pasta-loving, wimpy, brainless idiot? Even as I question this, I know. It's because his skin is always tan and his hair is that beautiful brown. His eyes are always shining when he makes pasta and his smiles make me smile too, even though I hide it. He is the most amazing person I know, and I can't help this feeling of…
Ja, ja. If I don't tell him, he'll never have to know.
