Have you ever had one of those horrible mornings where everything seems to be going terribly wrong and you feel like the rest of the day will be a complete write-off? I had one of those this morning after a sleep deprived night and the remains of a chest infection clinging onto me. I’d spent the night watching re-runs on 4OD and wishing to the stars outside my window to take everything bad away, so I wasn’t in a good frame of mind for a 6am wake up call. Anyway, the minute I saw D I felt instantly better. Isn’t it funny how some people can make you feel that way? You go from feeling so low down and upset to suddenly being as high as a kite. Life is a funny old thing…

So anyway, later on in the evening I’m sitting across from him in a darkened restaurant and all I can think about is how much my breath is taken away when I realise how much I really, truly do care about him. But, as soon as he looks over towards me, I’ll hold his gaze for a second or two before the coward in me takes over and I have to look away before a tear escapes my eye. It’s the best and the worst feeling in the whole world…how can I possibly love somebody so much that they physically take my breath away and make my heart explode into a million glittering pieces? How can I love somebody this much yet be so afraid to even look into their eyes for too long? I wish I could take everything away that’s ever made him sad and everything that’s troubling him right now. If I could, I’d store it all away into a box tied with a pretty red ribbon and send it floating away on a balloon up into the stars where it would never return. If I could, I’d make everything better in a single smile.

Today, something changed…