The truth, Teresa, is that I can’t imagine waking up knowing that I won’t see you. The truth is - I love you. You can’t imagine how good that feels to say out loud. But it scares me and it is the truth. It is the truth of what I feel. I love you, Teresa. And It makes me happy being able to say that to you….I love her! That woman in 12B, I LOVE HER!