I have a friend who I have known since high school. He’s honestly such a gentleman (you know, good morning and good night texts, walks you to your door, holds you close at the right moments, and opens the car door for you, etc.) He’s always been this kind and sweet to me. I know that he sees me as the beautiful person I see myself and we hit if off on about everything. Tonight we spent the night star gazing at the lake like normal. Lots of talking, laughing, and smiling. Except I knew he wanted to kiss me. Inside it felt … Right. I was scared, however. Have you ever not done something because you were afraid how you’d be perceived? That’s how I felt today. Even after he walked me to my door under a sky full of stars, wrapped a blanket around us, and held me closer than anyone ever has.