One stupid night is how he sees it. What a stupid fool I am. To think that he would have understood how much that moment meant to me, because I didn't realize how I felt about him untl that moment. Foolish. Stupid. I guess emotions shouldn't get stirred up in moments like that; only ill can come from it. He's going to be at the stake dance on Saturday at my stake center. If I feel uncomfortable, or depressed, or sad, or hurt, or lonely, at least I know I can walk home. *sigh* I want him to be able to tell me that that kiss meant absolutly nothing, that it was indeed only a stupid moment. I want him to be able to tell me, truthfully, that there wre no feelings behind that kiss. I want him to kiss me. To love me. But if that were true, why would he have kissed me? Caught up in the moment? Like I was? I want to be held and loved. I want to be kissed. ~I want a man who's not afraid of...what's that word again? COMMITMENT.~ I want to be in love, in love with someone who isn't going to hurt me or isn't going to lie to me or isn't going to use me. I thought he felt the same way when he kissed me and then said "I don't want to get back to school. I don't want to let you go. What a fool I am. Stupid. I always had despised fools. Now I am one of them. I didn't want to be one of those girls who got caught up in the emotional moments and then got hurt because the guy didn't mean it. I guess I am now. Fool.