It's ridiculous. The whole week when you weren't around, I waited and counted down the days til your return. I couldn't get you out of my already clogged up mind. And I've only known you for days. Plus the fact that you are younger than I am suggests a rather cougar-like instinct to arise again.
Emptiness is what I felt. Nothing could fill the void and I obsessively thought about you to suffice my needs to talk to you. I even imagined scenes where perhaps we could be lovers.
But I contradict myself way too much, I suppose.
You're honestly not the best looking guy I know, especially amongst many that I do know. You might be the wealthiest, though. But put aside all that, your personality is what keeps me wanting to know you more. This may sound crazy, but the first time I saw you, I might have already fallen, even if I was oblivious to those feelings.
Mind you, at that point in time, I didn't know a thing about your wealthy, slightly broken background. All I knew was of your loud, humorous and somewhat irritating self. However, you were interesting. You stood out, and I merely watched you from the corner of my eyes.
I was slightly ecstatic when you asked for my number and vegan talking to me. A platonic relationship was what you offered me and I gratefully complied. I loved the things we talked about. We barely knew each other, but all of a sudden, we were talking about such personal matters. I liked how open and trusting you were. We have so much in common yet we're different heroes in our own stories.
This is a lot to say for a boy I've only known for a week. I don't know if I really like you, but I do and once again, I contradict myself.
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