I thought I could handle remaining friends with him after that very long overdue makeout session (which he initiated) a couple of weeks ago. After noticing, however, the lack of attention I received last night (even after telling myself that I don’t care), I don’t think I can. I get pangs of jealousy when I see him talk to other girls. It’s like I’m back in high school again…and feel like such a groupie…and I don’t like it one bit. Ugh…why must my feelings for him be resurrected??
