I once heard my father say that fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
I need to stop rushing into things with my eyes closed. I need to take some time to think things through. I am tired of being the perfect fool.
So I thought I felt something last week, I convinced myself that I was just trying to get over Malfoy. I realize now that is not true. I saw Malfoy yesterday, I watched him from a balcony. He didn't see me and I didn't feel anything. Nothing, no butterflies, no yearning, no longing, nothing. I think that is as it should be.
I found out yesterday that, well there is a slight chance for me and this new person. Just a slight chance, but still a change none the less.
I am not sure what that even means for me. Do I take the chance? It is not the same feeling I had for Malfoy or Pansy. It is even different from what I felt for Susan. I can't explain it at all. I feel this tug on my soul when we are talking.
It is just this gentle pull. I feel open, like I don't have to guard my feelings, I will though.
I don't think I can handle it if I get rejected. It is too soon. I can't be the fool again.