Dear Diary Of A Girl...

"One. Two. Three..." she counted the seconds.
Her cold hands slid along the ruffled sheets on her bed. She watched the phone laying still beside her, anticipating a ring. It remained silent. She grabbed the pencil and paper from the table to her right. Scribbling little notes, humming verses of love songs, she wrote about her night. Shivers ran up her back. Her fingers stiffened and she closed her eyes, going over every detail of the past events. He had hugged her, kissed her. He was closer to her than anyone had ever been, yet, he still seemed like a stranger. He told her to trust him, believe in him, that he would never do anything to hurt her, and she desperately wanted to comply. But she was afraid. Not of him, but of herself. Credulity had always been her downfall. For once, she was happy. For once, she didn't have to prove anything. She felt loved and wanted, and she knew if she let herself trust him, it could be taken from her in a flash. It's human nature to hurt others. Even if it's unintended. She didn't want to let herself get attached, just to be severed at the ties. Taking a deep breath, she layed her head on her pillow. Staring at the ceiling she came to a decision. Against everything she knew. Against all logic. Despite her confusion and doubts... She let herself love him. :)