After a wonderful night I awake and look to my left. A beautiful figure of
my lover lays there. I finally had the chance to proclaim my love to
Alanna. However hesitant she may have seemed she knows now the depth of my
passion for her. Or does she? Does she know that my feelings are more than
only physical? Does she know that the depth of love I have for her I have
never felt for anyone else?
Did she really mean what she said about this only being a case of moonlight and sillyness? Did she really mean that she never wanted to love a man?
Damn. What have I done? Did I pressure her into this or was it her own free will? More and more it feels like forcefullness. Will she ever truly trust me?
Did she really mean what she said about this only being a case of moonlight and sillyness? Did she really mean that she never wanted to love a man?
Damn. What have I done? Did I pressure her into this or was it her own free will? More and more it feels like forcefullness. Will she ever truly trust me?
