I miss him a lot. We were never officially dating, but we basically acted and talked to eachother like we were. His nose was big and would scrunch up when he laughed. He was insecure about it, but I thought it was the cutest thing about him. His voice had an accent and his laugh was silly and recognizable even from a mile away. His hands and fingers felt so warm interlocking with mine, and every hug was the comfort I really needed. It’s been around 4-5 months. We stopped being romantic and talking often because it was getting in the way of things. We departed with a mutual decision on good terms. But still, it felt so real. It felt nice. I always had someone to talk to. I always had a hand to hold while walking, I never walked alone in the dark. He was… everything I wanted in a man. After we seperated I did forget about him and moved on for a while. But… this week why am I remembering him..? Why am I starting to think about these memories and even dream about him?