She only entered my mind five or six times the whole time we were outside, and as soon as we entered the gym, I remembered the way she'd looked that day when I'd walked in on her and the guys working out. Had that only been a few weeks ago? It felt like I'd known her for much longer.
I paid attention to what the others were saying, of course, but thoughts of her remained present in my mind. I think that day was the first I'd ever felt jealous of anyone; that should've been my first warning, I guess. Even then, she was making me act outside of myself, making me feel things I never had before.
I can't wait to see where things go now that I am no longer holding back and no longer feel the need to. There's so much I want to show her, so much I want to share with her. I can imagine her reacti
