It was the third week I think, after the first night we chatted. I woke up one morning to a good morning message from him =). After I replied I realized that we had been speaking for a few weeks straight. I was almost one month. A cheesy smile crossed my face. I liked him, I couldn't help it. The conversations we would have were always so invigorating and intellectual. We constantly asked each other questions. At first it started with questions about each other, the way we live, our favorite movies, food, color, the basic things. Eventually, as the weeks passed the conversations got a bit deeper. We began to discuss our dreams and fears. The kind of people we would like to end up with. Of course, I would think to myself how I would love to be with someone like him, and all the way in the back of my mind, I secretly wished that person was him. We would do some light flirting here and there. He would compliment me on my looks and especially my personality, telling me how he's never met a person like me let alone a girl who was like me. He told me that he really admired my healthy qualities and my kind heart, and how family-oriented I am. He was amazed my silly humor and my interests and hobbies. He also would tell me that he would like to end up with someone like me. In a way, that kind of hurt, I felt the same towards him and I couldn't believe that there was a 23 year old this mature and this polite, so kind and extremely understanding.
More days passed on, and I was falling for him more and more. I remember at one point, I thought to myself if I should quit the communication between us. In my eyes, it seemed extremely unfair. Here is this guy who is clearly the ideal man for me and I the ideal girl for him. THe 4,600 miles part was the unfair part. And I thought, "where is this going to go? Nothing is going to come from this". I knew it was getting bad when he told me there were girls staring at him on the train. I felt genuine jealousy for the first time over a guy. I was never like that with my ex.I knew I was in trouble.
And then came the day we confessed to each other that we liked each other. That we developed feelings for one another.