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March 04, 2010 Dear Chris, |
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I haven’t heard from you in a week. Not since Valentine’s Day weekend. I know we aren’t dating or anything But I can’t believe you didn’t feel anything when we had sex. It was powerful and passionate and was the best experience I have ever had. I wish you would just send me a text. I don’t need to be your girl friend or anything like that but I wish you would at least act like my friend. Call or text just to say hi. Maybe hangout and not have sex or go out in public maybe. You asked me to your fraternity V-day semi formal but you waited until that morning to ask and I already had plans. Later that night you said you wish you had asked me earlier and there by pulling me out of my dorm to come spend the night with you. I don’t know why I thought it would suddenly change for us but I thought it would. I find myself wanting to text you. Asking if I left my earrings at your apartment even though I know I didn’t just so I can start a conversation with you. It makes no sense I don’t even know you that well. But you seem to open up to me for the briefest moments about some of the deepest things in your life. Like how your friend died in a car crash a few weeks ago. I wish I had asked you more about that....what he was like..or how did you know him....or things you did together. Just to know what you were going through. But I didn’t I just nodded hoping you would continue on your own. I want you to know if you ever read this... you can call me whenever you want. I’m always here if you need to talk. |
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Text me please...but if not I wish you luck, 
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