My valentine black story is when I like someone.
His name is oatmeal raisin. He is a senior.
We are not on the same school, but in the same network.
We meet at the camp.
First, talk to him, I just wanted to know that he is?
I don't think I like him.
Until we talk more frequently.
I know he is close and more.
I started feeling good, he
He's cute and good nailing
Then there are several issues that I am anxious and uncomfortable.
He is guiding me, counseling.
I talk to him before he has a girlfriend until now canceled.
I'm still in contact with him
Sometimes I think I'm guilty make him quit together.
But it's not my fault at all.
I quit like they did not known to man.
And I know he does not have a girlfriend with me together.
I feel heart in ruins but I still love him.
And it's something that makes me want to talk with him.
And talk the same.
But feeling it.
I think he is my brother and I talk about everything.
And counseling together, become a brother I love another man.
I'm more than okay to feel regret