Not all that much time has passed since I met him and we hung out that first time at the theater at night.
They say it takes time to develop feelings like these, and usually it does, and that's why I'm so confused.
He burst into my life like a deep, beautiful and refreshing breath of fresh air and entrapped himself in
my lungs.

I can't stop thinking about
his eyes and the way he
looks like he's going to
cry every time I make
him laugh, even though
it'll never be me he wants
or maybe even anyone for
that matter... at least maybe
not anyone of the same gender
as me. But I probably shouldn't
start rumors, because I'm still not
sure.