Ready for a fall

He Said:

So I emailed my friend about the secret I'd been holding back. It's been 12 hours and I haven't heard anything - no reply, no text, no phone call, nothing.
Strange how sometimes all we long for is silence and when we have it, it's a very lonely cold feeling. Do I call? Do I email again? Does it make me look guilty if i do? I'm in total free-fall and it's driving me crazy.

She Said:

I'm getting married soon. And I am scared. Falling in love is oh so easy. But this is like falling - into an abyss. The unknown, the lack of control. New terrain, no map. Emotions I can't handle and rather than boil over, they simmer at the surface, manifesting in the strangest of ways. After the initial high of being engaged to the man you love, the fear kicks in. Can I handle it? Can I really do this adult thing? Can I really spend the rest of my Sundays watching sports on TV? And then I revert to child mode, clinging to the familiar. I tell myself marriage won't change me, I won't lose myself in making room for another, I will get two TV's, I will be, no, I must be, different to all those 'we' couples who start to merge into one (one thought, one opinion, one bathroom). But limbo is so tiring and instead of fighting, I begin to let go. Accept this me - that is me and not quite me - that slows down and is, maybe, a little bit boring sometimes, but steady. Getting ready for an adventure with my new best friend, making it up as I go along...And under duress, discovering, I may prefer tennis to football, but I absolutely draw the line at golf...