Facebook is a dangerous matchmaker, don't you think?
One of my closest friends recently reconnected with a boy she knew all the way back in elementary. He commented sweetly on one of her updates, and she told me she felt a rush from her toes to her cheeks as soon as she read his words. It felt like...home.
So now they talk or text daily, and they're learning they share the same dreams, the same values, and the same views on life and love. Their differences only make things steamier. He's pressing to share a drink or a meal or - you know that feeling - a lifetime together.
But she's scared to death. She knows the minute she looks at him over even a tea, her life will forever change. He's so the one, it's terrifying. As much as her life is craving him, there are still a few things she feels like she needs to get in order. She's told him at least ten times that they should stop talking until she's ready to give him what he deserves. And still they talk. Every day, without fail.
I'm leaning toward dive. Or dip. Oh, I don't know what to tell her!