I am staring at his posts now. Hoping that maybe I'll see one from tonight. Maybe he didn't tell me all he felt and maybe I can know from this. But I'm afraid that he won't do it anymore because if me. He's not going to write his feelings anymore because he knows I will read them.

I'm so proud of what he did there. I'm proud that he took time to truly care about me and his emotions and everything he could think of he shared. No matter how hard some of it was to real I'm proud of him for doing it. I'll always be proud of who he is.