I should have kissed him.

..Because now, I don't think I'm ever going to get to, ever again.

I just got broken up with.

Like... this is what happened.

I was on the bus, and he texted me this---
I'm sorry.
And so me, being scared, typed---
Well why?
And so he said--
*Insert a bunch of random symbols and foreign letters here*
And so I'm like---
...what?
And he's like---
I feel horrible....
And so I'm like---
Well why?
And so he said---
I just like broke up to you and I'm really sorry I feel terrible.
Me---
(I was crying) Well why? That text you sent me was just a bunch of random shit.
And he's like---
It's kind of personal....
And so I'm like---
Well ok but whatever I did I'm so sorry.
And he's like---
It wasn't you it was something really really stupid and really really bad I did.....

...And he wont tell me what.
I'm really scared, guys. I wish I would have kissed him. I wish I could just... hug him one more time. I wish I could talk to him, and laugh with him, and sit out on the deck with him again. I want his arm around me. I want to be held. I want to hold.

I just want him again.