When you’re feeling low, even the smallest highs feel like the sun. There’s a boy. And he burns like fire, and his lips melt me. But how do you ever know how they feel? Dating should be easy by now, but it’s not. This is the first time in so long that I’ve only been talking to one person. He makes me feel really good. He makes me feel respected. But the doubts are always there hanging over my head. My insecurities are amplified lately with everything going on with my mom. I’m not the confident girl I was even two months ago. I don’t feel one hundred percent myself. But I’m sure of something, and that’s how I feel about him so far. It feels… promising. I just hope he’s thinking the same.
How do you ever really know for sure, though? I was with Jason for almost a year and he fooled me. I try to find the best in people; I try to believe the words they say. But until it’s set in stone, until then, I can’t let myself stop wondering, and worrying.
