I wish I could say that Felix and I grew closer after that day, that we each realized we couldn't live without the other and we had amazing communication... but this is life, and that didn't happen. It had definitely caused a rift between us. I found myself rolling my eyes when I went to check my phone and I saw he had sent me a couple texts. We had been arguing about stupid s**t, which we'd never done before. I definitely felt like I understood a new part of him... and it certainly wasn't a good part.
When he left the following day, I'd felt pretty good and optimistic about our relationship. But as the day went on, that slowly faded. I became paranoid when it would take longer than fifteen minutes for him to respond to a text. But Felix had always been that way; I kept trying to tell mys
