we watched this horror show yesterday, and on the drive home I kept thinking if I should kiss him goodnight. I decided that I would. But when he gave me a hug as he turned on my street and stopped in front of my home, I sighed into the hug and I hesitated.

I cherished that moment. A perfect moment and why would I change that.


As I am thinking about it now. there have been a bunch of people that I watch movies with, go out for dinner. But this is the first time that, I would beat myself if I let him get away.