I know you, or I try to at least. I try to feel what you’re feeling, see what you’re seeing. But this, this I cannot understand. You say you need time; time to figure out if you can be with me. So I’ll be here. Waiting in purgatory. Waiting for that text or phone call that says: “I love you, I want to be with you”. I never thought I would feel so lost without someone. Never imagined completely devoting myself to someone. You were my first love, and I will never ever forget you. When i kissed you two days ago, when I asked for that kiss that night; I asked for a reason. I wanted to remember that kiss if it was our last. I wanted to remember the last time my lips touched yours. I don’t think i’ll ever forget.