Melissa DeMarinis

I come back to my room to no small talk, no common interests, no inside jokes, no tales, no plans, no conversation…it’s just me, in my bed…alone.

I thought I was okay until I made a list of things I want a guy—so I don’t make out with random people anymore—and I realized that ended up basically describing Nate…

And it made my heart so sad when I looked over and he had been looking at me and when I silently held the door for him and when he smiled at me and said hello.

I don’t know why, but he’s what I want even though I know I can never have him again