Do you believe in Forever?

I know that's a question people who are in love are always wondering about, and I am no different.
Yesterday he came with his friend Luis and they practiced their song they learned last week, and then I had to teach them another song from the CD. I bet the neighbors probably heard them, but I didn't care, I knew he wanted to learn those songs.
Anyway, what kept me thinking yesterday was when they talked about "us jumping together" from thousands of feet off the ground. "He'd have to hold me", I told them.
"then you guys can jump up holding hands", said his friend.
I know his friend could tell how much I love him, but the answer is, could he tell?
The thing is not for his friend to notice it, but for him, Steven, to know that I would go to "the End of the World" with him if I had to.

Last night, that's all I could think about.
This morning, when we woke up, he also told me that he might have to live here with Cokie for afew months before we get our dream-home. After we both were wide awake and after cuddling for a few minutes in the bed, he lay on the floor and then he wanted me to walk on his back because it started hurting. I felt a little bad noticing his handsome features on the floor, but when I walked on his back, it felt like walking on a bridge. A bridge of future, a bridge that will lead me home. After I was finished, I gave him a backrub, I thought it might help a little more.
I've also noticed that he's already starting the preparations for our anniversary, so I might as well do the same.
I can't believe it! One more month and we'll be a year together, our first year!
Wait, and before he left, I told him: "i will always love you." "I hope so", he said.
"I hope you always love me, too!", I told him.
"Probably", he said, and smiled teasingly. I didn't like the smingin of doubt in his voice. In my mind, I thought, "I would die if you told me you didn't love me". I just hope he doesn't break my heart all of the sudden, especially not now.
That's all for now, kind of a short weekend, I know.

Dream-home news: "I finally told mom a bout my dream-home. It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.
I had to tell her because she told me: "I've heard on the radio as I was on my way to work, that God gives us kids to guide them, to help them grow and mature into young adults until they find their own way. Then they go away".
I cried, silently, painfully, and then I said: "mom, I have something to tell you but I don't know how".
I think she'd already expected the answer to "Don't tell me, you're moving in with him
"Yes Mom", I said timidly. I expected her to go mad or to ask questions such as when, where, how, but all she told me was: "That's the way of life, my daughter, you're growing up".
She's finally realizing that I am no longer a little girl, that I'm growing up into a young woman, and I'm so proud of her.
Also, if Steven does stay here it will be much easier for me to understand and love him.


Please don't forget to check out the song I got from youtube, "Forever and for Always".

That's all for now, see you next week.