When did my heart first throb for you? I don't even know. Maybe when we first met, but I just forgot. Or when we talked for the first time. Perhaps you have a place in my heart through the years; it had just been dormant because we had been far from each other. Now that we are forced to be close, I am about to explode. Just like a volcano, I can rush all the love I have been keeping inside...for you.

What can be better than to write my feelings down as I remain here afraid of telling you? What can be more pleasurable than to write, the thing I love so much, about you, Leo, the man I want to be with?

I love writing-- and I Iove it more when you are the subject. I can turn my back on writing about romance I haven't really known. I can turn my back on it...to experience the real romance with you.

Leo, I hope you love me too.