I think I may love him.

I think I may love him...
As I try so hard to hold back these feelings and wait to be sure that I am not in love with just the way that he treats me or the way that he looks at me, I cannot stop myself.
Before he began treating me so well, he began healing me. I bear the wounds of the freshly scorned heavily in my heart as I have been taken through every task imaginable. I have lost love to God, to other loves and to sacrifice, but I have yet to hold a firm grasp on it selfishly for what could be a future. It is always hard to tell when the first conversation you have with the person meant for you could be the beginning of a beautiful love story, but I think this may be my beginning. So far, this Cinderella has fallen to a passionate fate. I believe it could be he who holds the cure to my poisoned past. He said he wouldnt break my heart and he promised. I believe him. I fear him. God hold me through this journey. I have called on him many times to send me the one to end the suffering. Many shadows of his perfection have come and gone, but the real one has finally appeared before me. I shall tell him tonight.