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I lay in bed last night, looking at the celing thinking about him. What would his smile look like? Does his voice sound different away from my head and the phone? What does his touch feel like? Would his family love me too? All these questions roamed my mind as I sent him silly messages online, and he consoled me and my fears. He won't promise anything, and this I love. He's slowly becoming more and more of a dream come true. Ever day is another page in the book I slowly write. My cheeks grow sore every time we talk, and the smile from my face never fades. Few single tears have stained my cheeks, and its like I can feel him wipe them away. I've never felt a love so deep, nor a passion so strong. Music has pulled me through alot, but he has pulled me through more in just the few months, I've set his name into the stone covering my heart. Forever here it will remain as slowly my heart beats free, as the stone cracks and crumbles away, I realise the meaning and feelings of real love. My heart beats willing as his face is painted in my mind and I realise that this is true.