I've come to the conclusion that I am one scary mother...too direct. Too open. Too talkative..Too seductive in a mature sort of way. So that's me...deal or close the door. Yet, I love it when you dare each time to re-open it. I will try to understand your fear and caution and confusion because I feel the same. Who knew i would be so old school and expect you to move first. I will be patient and honest and your friend first and formost...the rest? We'll see. I have to admit I am afraid of my feelings for you and bury them so how can I say anything?
But, I do not run from the friendship because I value it. Isn't that the best base for everything else?
To honest emotion and communication.
Slante, sir.
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