I have a scumbag-overly attached girlfriend brain. Also Patrick can read my mind.

When I'm with Patrick, My brain screams things out sometimes. Walking home from the party, the strangest though popped into my head and sprinted to my mouth. I had just caught it before it escaped my lips. Scumbag brain, sending me Overly-Attached-Girlfriend thoughts. One that I saw on Reddit was this girl that was complaining about her period to her boyfriend. She said "this wouldn't have happened if you'd gotten me pregnant." My thought wasn't that bad, but very very close. 

I wouldn't mind if I wasn't so afraid. Afraid that I want a relationship now and he may not. Afraid that I just met such an amazing person and soon I'll have to leave. And afraid that I'm falling for someone with perfect balance. 

Blogging helps me face these fears and get them out of my body, because they've been stirring inside me, twisting my stomach and squeezing my heart. 

Moving on, I swear he can read my mind! While laying with him (I think after we'd woken up,) ten million questions were racing through my mind, he asked if I had any questions for him, because he felt like I did. I wonder how he knows! I can't keep any emotions, thoughts or feelings from him because somehow he knows. Equally important, he understands and doesn't judge or put me down. I love that about him.