there's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; i used to be one

But I'll say this, if what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding

I take it this is one of the ones crushing on you." "What? They all crush on me. I'm a hot college girl, remember?" I laughed and his eyes burned into mine. He leaned in close and whispered into my ear. "So hot. Now you've got me thinking what you looked like this morning, when i woke up with you in my arms, in my bed. Would it be too greedy to ask you to stay tonight, too?" "I was afraid you weren't going to ask.

I try to be rational and suppress the hope that this is for real, but hope has a way of closing its eyes to reason and it just keeps growing.

As we lay in the semi-dark hours later, we faced each other, sharing his pillow. I'd never felt more connected to anyone.

I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. I could put hin on replay doing that and watch it all day.

And I’m okay, I really am, most of the time. But sometimes, I’m just not.