It's 1am; I haven't been up this late in a while. I miss him. And the only thing that really bugs me is, could he possibly be missing me too? When I think back to our first real kiss or the time we saw that movie and he was basically laying down on the movie theater seats out of fear (or maybe just being lazy) and I ran my fingers through his hair, I wonder, does he ever think about these things? Or are these just memories with no feelings tyed to them for him? Does he even remember these things? Maybe if I could just see him one more time and see if he looks at me like I look at him or if he looks at me like he looks at everyone else I would be able to move on.