There's Jack and me in Illinois for the Friendship Festival on our first ferris wheel ride. He was 21 and I was 18. He was amazing and as romantic as this picture looks, I told him later that I don't think that I was truly in love with him- I was too young. He humorously admitted to me over dinner one night, years later when I was in LA for work, that he thought that I was simply a really young hot piece of ass........oh and that I was funny.
Love is very very mysterious, very elusive, there are so many people that you can be THIS close to feeling it and it just doesn't go all the way. The real thing is something that I believe you know the moment you see them. You just know.
**Now, enough blogging on boys!***
