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How could she open herself to all this, and still be safe from harm? She feared she couldn't, and often ran away from the discomfort of unfamiliar emotions...but just as often, her stubborn, willful nature forced her to stand and face it all. It was a war within herself; one she wasn't sure she'd survive. What was it, she wondered, about this person that allowed him to affect her like this when no one else could? Why did he haunt her dreams at night? Why was she constantly thinking of him? Worrying about him? Why did she struggle against a compulsion to tell him her innermost thoughts? She didn't know, but she wondered if perhaps he too, felt similarly compelled... was that why he stayed away? she wondered. Was that the reason she'd not seen him all week? perhaps he was even less comfortable than she with the strange thoughts which danced within her head; perhaps he did indeed entertain similar thoughts...
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