I so bravely asked him and he told me we’re just friends. Even though I know something happened. Maybe he didn’t feel it too much, but it damn happened and I feel it. Strong feeling, you know.
And I know it’s stupid but I miss him so much already. I left today, I’m home, but will be back there soon hopefully.
I miss his touch, his body against mine, his heavenly smell, his beautiful face and smile.
I miss feeling his hand in mine, and in my hair.
And, even though I probably shouldn’t, I want it all back.
I’m stupidly, hopelessly falling for a dumbass.