These were the words I received last night.
Hebrew for I love you.
Sweet sentiment. Probably a bit soon though.
Can it even be possible?
This was from the Israelite. We’ve been chatting all the time, sometimes more often than others, but at least, every day there would be some kind of messaging.
Last night things sort of culminated.
He tells me he feels me. I ask, how can you? You don’t know me!
He tells me “I feel you very close to my soul”
“Yes. Why we chat so many hours? Why I see you in my dreams?”
What to do about this, I have no idea. Can I even let myself fall for a man that I have only ever seen and heard on Skype? Is that allowed? Knowing myself, I’ll leave the falling until I have way more details. And then, maybe I will allow myself to fall. Or not. Since my experience has taught me that things rarely are exactly as they seem to be.
There’s talk that he would visit here in the European Summer. July/August. A long time. In which many things can happen.
But last night, I was able to fall asleep with my bedroom light off – for the first time in quite a while. I switched off the light. I could let the darkness cover me, without feeling smothered.
Suppose that’s telling in itself, not so?