Ya know, after dumping him things still feel the exactly the same. I guess this isn't like any normal break up. I actually feel relieved that the truth is out. I mostly feel rather pissed off that it hadn't come out sooner. I keep thinking of all the madness I've gone through because I was left with my thoughts to piece the events together. For that, I hate him. We are meeting up today and spending the day in town. We're going to see each other on the weekend and probably a few days after that. We wouldn't dream of letting our parents know that we'd split up. He wants me back. He tells me that he isn't going to give me up easy and that he'll do anything to make me happy. I wonder how many times he'll go to kiss me, how many times he'll reach for my hand. The things you do out of habit. Last night I didn't stop him when he kissed me or touched the skin under my clothes. I even sat on his lap like I normally do while he hugged me. It's just so hard not to feel like a couple. Couple is all we've ever been. He asked me out last night.