I really really liked this guy and it was obvious that he liked me too. We had that chemistry building and building for months…and had a bunch of mutual friends so were constantly around each other. Then, finally that one night walking home together from a friend’s birthday party, it happened…we kissed. After a little back and forth for 3 weeks, I got upset for him not making the move and properly asking me out and he got upset with me for not responding to some hints that I just didn’t get. I’ cant stop playing it over and over in my head…. I think we’re both just too proud to get it together. And now, he’s had to move away for his job, we don’t really talk anymore. I wonder if we’ll ever get together again.
