Kaye's Days

And I think I’ve fallen in love.

For a month and half, I’ve been talking to a friend who lives in another country. She’s a little younger than me and a very nice girl. She’s also very smart and opinionated. We share a lot of the same or similar opinions and I can talk to her about things I couldn’t with most other people.

Over break, I talked with her a little more than I usually do. I learned a lot about her. She really is a strong girl and we have similar backgrounds and circumstances.

This is the person I think I’m in love with.

If it’s not just a silly feeling, my pen pal would be the first crush I’ve ever had. It actually makes me a little sad because I will never meet her in person. She lives across the ocean. I do know what she looks like, however, although she doesn’t know what I look like. She hasn’t asked. I didn’t ask her either.

She’s beautiful, she’s strong, determined, realistic and can be funny. She’s not flawless, but neither am I. If this is not just a passing feeling, I want to tell her.