I feel ridiculously stupid for letting him back in. We were over. I had been single for a year and then BOOM! We hang out, we kiss and I’m reminded of all the things I loved, and all the things I miss. Our library dates, our late night conversations, dancing at festivals, movie dates, midnight swims.
Why am I so feeble? It was only a kiss.
Why am I getting my hopes up? It’s not like he wants to be with me.