22 May 2012
I find myself coming back here every time I think of you. I would pore through stories that others might share. And then, I find myself gravitating toward the sad stories. It's like I'm indulging my feelings. It's a struggle trying to contain myself from texting you.
But it's not like you know I like you (though one hopes you notice), and I can't tell you either - not at the moment. However, I do wonder if you think of me; if you miss me.
Can't best friends go further? Must I only be your best friend and nothing?
Is This Okay? • Opuss № I