I really want you. I really like you. But I don’t tell you that tonight. Instead I’m doing what I know is wrong – I’m walking away, I’m going home. Because even if we’re having an incredible time, I don’t really know you and your thoughts and if you think “us” is happening too fast instead of so fast, I don’t want to hear it tonight. Each day I want to have you one more day so me liking you as much as I do is really freaking me out.