| Current mood: |  confused |
| Current music: | whatever movie's playing |
What the hell just happened?
I'm on a plane...to Florida. I guess CJ and Krissy don't take after either of us when it comes to flying, because they're both out cold. I couldn't stay there any longer...I couldn't stand to be away from him for one more second. I called the doctor and asked if it waas okay, and hopped the first flight.
Everything was fine...we were sitting there talking, laughing...and then she said I looked like I needed a massage. I did. I said no at first, but she offered again, and I took it. It's been so long since I've been touched like that, and I closed my eyes...and I started to wonder what it would be like...to feel her lips against mine. I turned...and it took every bit of me not to kiss her...not to take her in my arms and just... *sighs* So I go to leave, and she stops me...and kissed me. I let her. Then I realized what I was doing...and I walked away. She followed and told me she loved me. How could she love me? She doesn't even know me.
So I told her I loved him. I told her there was nothing there, that I was just a man...a lonely man. And then I packed up my things and left. The look in her eyes ripped me apart. But yet, I can't help but feel happy that soon I'll be in his arms again.
*sighs when CJ starts crying and hits update, flipping the laptop closed*
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