There was a guy I used to know, I met him through the internet. We became friends and after a couple of moths he asked me out. We knew each other so well and were genuinely friends, we even had plans to meet up, even though we lived in different states. I said yes, and for a month we dated. It wasn’t everything I wanted, I couldn’t kiss him or hug him or sit next to him and I rarely even got to see him. But I was in love with him. I had met his parents his sister his friends, although my own would never approve of him. Anyways, after a month, my parents found out and cut us off, leaving me without even being able to say goodbye. It’s been a year. I know he has moved on, I caught that from the snippets I’ve heard from common friends. But I haven’t. I never will. I’m just so in love with him, and I guess sometimes love means you have to wait.