I bravely called to say good-bye this morning and he persuaded me to have dinner with him in town. I've weighed the subject rather carefully and still don't know what to do.
John thinks if we were married we would both feel better - w'ed have a common interest. A five year courtship is too long.
Our ideas on love are quite different.
Yes-no, yes-no, yes-no. I'm in love with love. I'm afraid to give him up for fear I shall never find love again - with him I at least have a little hope that some day he will really need me - really want me more than anything else in the world.