Since Dylan and I shared the kiss, we haven’t talked about it. It was like something snapped inside him. He even refused to look at me in class, even when Justin was being very flirtatious. I’ve tried texting him, calling him, and even emailing him without any response. Whatever we had was finally over.
I should be happy that my relationship with a cheating man was over, but I missed him more and more each day that went by. It should have gotten easier by now, but it seems the longer I went without him, the harder it became to breathe.
The last kiss we shared was two weeks ago. In that time, I went to see Justin box at the gym, and we had been out on a few dates. Nothing has gone past us kissing only a handful of times. Every time I thought I was ready to move forward with him, we would
