She dances like the wind...

I went to watch a good friend of mine dance...and she danced like the wind. Something amazing happened when she was on stage. And afterward I hurried backstage, and she flew into my arms. I realized with upsetting suddenness that I'd been waiting to hold her in my arms all day. I felt awkward (in that stupid happy way) until my Aunt (the same from the previous post) dragged me away. My friend, Christine, is spending all of easter break in Colorado. I'm going to miss her. I could try to deny it, for convieniance, but, why? Just because she's straight? All I have to do is make sure she never knows, or if she finds out, to not let it affect us in any way. It felt so good to hold her!