I used to say that I didn’t believe in forever.

Just ask my ex. Every time he tells me that he hopes our relationship would last forever, I would tell him point-blank that I don’t believe in forever. Anything can happen between now and forever.

And I was right, or I wouldn’t call him my ex now.

But damn, HE makes me want to believe in forever now. And I’m afraid I’m falling further into a trap I had promised myself never to fall into.

This scares me. He scares me.

But I’m happily scared. I’m giddily scared.