I would say I love her because I really do. At first it was friendly, then it somehow became known that I had more feelings for her than I meant too.
But, today I realized that I loved her. Not the kind of love that couples seem to feel lately. Like, the kind that comes so fast and fades so quickly? No, this is something... beautiful.
I didn't want her to leave. I wanted to pull her close and just have her nuzzle into my painful neck. I wanted sweet kisses to be planted there, and for it to heal me like they always do.
I knew I loved her when I fearlessly kissed her in the hallway. it was easier because nobody except she, Morgan, and I were there so I didn't have to worry about someone saying something.
But, in all honesty, I wouldn't care one bit if someone would have seen us. She makes me happy and as I to she. Why shouldn't our happiness count? Why can I not show my feelings? I am in love with her, so please tell me how this is fair?
How is it fair that I have to hide? Having a beautiful and healthy relationship full of love and trust and two beautiful souls... Why should we have to hide when abusive relationships are allowed and people who are are sexist and rapists are allowed to roam the world?
All I ask is for acceptance and love. I just want to be able to walk around with my head held high and to be able to hold her hand, with my thumb caressing the back of her hand. I just want to kiss her when I want to and not feel like I am disturbing others. Loving her and being with her feels so right... So why can I not show it?
I love her... I really do. She is my night and my day. My dark and my light. My winter to my spring... Please don't take my happiness away.
Morgan=great friend. Leigh... baby... I love you so much.