Theres a boy obviously, as there is always. He is cute, tall, super sweet, an amazing dancers, and he likes me. It was so exciting and Im in college, isn't this how its supposed to go? Oh but wait, he found the word hate I carved into myself and he doesn't understand why I freak out when he touches my stomach. Im wrapped in a blanket of my own trust issues.
The issue is that most the time if I really, really like someone, I want to tell them these things. Its like word vomit I can't hold back. But this boy, something makes me not trust him. Maybe its the way he different around people than when we are just alone or possible its because after I tell him no he keeps trying anyway.
Bottom line? I miss kody. I miss how he holds me, the way he smells, how weird we are together, but most of all I miss how I was allowed to tell him how much I love him (and how much I still do).
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