"You like me?" I asked again as I was trying to confirm if I had misheard him because I would hate for him to actually mean it.

"Yes, I do." He replied, and I could swear I was starting to hear my heart racing faster than it was.

"Oh okay," I said, and an awkward silence filled the tent for some time.

I like you because of who you are. You know, when I first saw you, I saw something different in you and you didn't prove me wrong.

I had asked you the reason why you left and you were honest ...