I logged in, webcam on, hers loading, me, waiting patiently in my seat, in my room, laptop on a table infront of me. Back against the chair, heart beating fast knowing as soon as the camera’s opened, I may see her face after going a day without seeing it. She’s beautiful. She’s doesn’t believe me, but still I say it. She’s my everything. She knows it. But she doesn’t know how much she really means to me. I can’t explain it, because there’s just too much love, and not enough romantic words to express it to her. I logged onto one of her social networks the other day. found messages she had with this other girl. She wasn’t cheating. No. I know she wouldn’t break my heart after being with me for 7 months. I trust her. I do. I don’t like the girl she was talking to though. It seems as though she has more in common with the other girl. They like the same show, ship the same couple, And I? well, I’m not a big fan of the show she likes. But I put up with how excited she gets while watching it, ‘cause I love her. She told me The girl’s a friend, she doesn’t know her. But Sometimes, I get overly jealous. Only because I am deeply in love with her, and don’t want to be without her. I try not to be, I also fear that if I be too jealous, she will break up with me. I have to let her have freedom, but sometimes, i don’t want to. I want her to be with me, I locked in her arms, our hearts beating together. But sometimes, I can’t get in her way, and I must let her live her life as she wants it. But Sometimes….I just want it to be Her….And I.