So this is going to be a ranting entry. Just to get my feelings out there.
I can’t help but to think of him endlessly. I want to talk to him more, but i cower away thinking: no, maybe he will start the conversation first.
But when he did start it just once, it was because he needed someone to talk to. Not sure if that is a blessing or not.
Oh dear. Well we will see where this goes.