Manca, trust

The way you looked at me the day before yesterday, across the dining table when my friends were over. This is what I yearn for.

What I wanted to do, that evening in the kitchen, is to put myself in your arms, hold you and be held, and then meet the world together. I'm unsure about many things, and like you, I wouldn't know to how handle being roommates and lovers simultaneously. But the beauty of it is that we don't have to know these things beforehand, because we'd grapple with these problems together. To become lovers is a beautiful leap of trust and intimacy. You surrender your insecurities and vulnerabilities to the other, and decide to become a single entity. Whatever problems come our way, we'll deal with together.