• The body next to mine is the same as it ever was, kind and a deep comfort in a life I hardly understand. But, it's not his arms I'm wishing were wrapped around me, it's not his body I keep wishing was pressed so close to mine.

    Such a sweet guy, someone anyone could easily love but my heart hardly yearned for his affections on such a level.
    What could I do? To break his heart would be to shatter mine, watching his innocent face cloud with regret would tear me a part..but..he just wasn't the one I kept yearning for.