Someone's coming - Look busy

I let someone read my journal.

I was in a revelatory mood and as it happened I was writing about said person when she asked if she could look. I didn't even hesitate. I passed it over and she read what I'd just written, I turned crimson with embarrassment, whilst not an expression of love it was, I felt, a beautiful piece of writing that happened to be about her (I may post it, it's only a line or two). She said she wanted to read the rest of it. I gave it to her later because I hadn't finished writing in it. She gave it back at the end of the day and was touched by what she told me. I wanted to discuss it with her further but didn't get the chance, I hope I do, soon.

Some people think I'm nuts letting someone in to my head like that but I didn't care, I don't care, I trust her completely. Although I may have said no on another day it's done now and I'm comfortable with my decision, so there.

:sticks out tongue: