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Brian used to kiss my head whenever I was doing something good.
It always put a goofy smile on my face. I always knew that when he kissed my head, that he also loved me. He just never admitted it.
I never did either and wouldn’t until the right moment.
I never did get that moment, because I messed up everything between us, everything that we made.
I used to pretend when he wasn’t around to kiss my head I did something good, I’d picture he’d kiss my head, the pretending actually making me feel good inside.
I stopped pretending once I drove him off, making my days worse and worse by the second. I only hope and pray that he’ll understand why I did what I did.
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