Okay. Here’s the deal with Jack. I love him. Yes, I do. Trust me when I say that love is not a word I’ll throw around lightly. Not after the whole thing with Dean. I know the emotions I’m feeling, and I know what it will mean if and when it all falls apart. I know I will have my heart broken in all of this.
Love is patient, Love is kind,
It does not envy, it does not boast,
It is not proud, It is not rude,
It is not self-seeking,
It is not easily angered,
It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil,
but rejoices with the truth.
Love always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends.
Love never fails.
This time I’m prepared. I’m feeling things I have never felt before… ever. Yes, I love Jack. I am in love with Jack. I would give anything for him, anything. I’d even give up my own happiness. I’ll give up my whole heart, even if he breaks it.
I can now say I have been in love before. I never knew the meaning until now. The only stronger love than this is the kind of love that is returned. I hope this evolves into that.
