We finally went on that
date we had always talked about.
We met where we first met again
after 4 years.
We took his car and he told me
about his cross country road trip.
We went to a Japanese restaurant
and I tried some new food,
and we talked about
books, music, and our lives
in less than a summed up way
of what has happened in the
time we were apart.
We split the check,
and headed back.
I enjoyed hearing his voice
and looking at him,
and how comfortable I became
around him.
When we got back to my
sister's place that she shares
with her fiancé,
I left for a bit to get food
for Dan, because he's practically
crippled right now,
and a blunt for my cruise home
later that night.
When I got back he was gone.
No good bye.
No hug.
No possibility of a kiss,
that's been in the making for
years.
I don't think he had a good time.
Maybe, he realized he didn't
really like ME.
I don't know what else to say.
My feelings are hurt again
by a guy that I'm not even
with.
Story of my life huh?