she asked me specifically, "do you have feelings for him?" i laughed and said no. he probably sees me as a daughter, nothing more. but, when i went to sleep that night, i dreamt of him. some of it was physical, but, most of it was just us talking.
talking about physics and laughing at jokes and then him accidentally touching my thigh when laughing and then me looking up at him, giving him that knowing look saying, "i want you, all of you." and then we just... kiss.
i think the sweetest part of the dream was the moment before our lips touched. the heat between us, the smile that slipped onto his lips and the way i leaned to my right. you could sense the hesitation, but you could feel the complete desire emanating from the both of us.
i remember waking up that saturday morning. i touched my lips and still felt the warmth there. the dream felt so real. and maybe one day it will be. but, is that what i really want?
i remember him giving me advice: when i find someone i love, remember to double check and see if he is the one you want to wake up next to in the morning and live the rest of your life with. i remember picturing mike... not him. but, mike always be my first love. the one true love that i really could never ever reach.
i guess since i have to ask if he is what i really want, means that i don't. i guess i just... i just don't really even know.