Dear Journal,
I don't know why in hell I kissed her. But I did. It was an impulse move. After I kissed her she looked up at me with those big brown eyes and asked quietly, "Why?" I released her from my hug and mentally beat myself up for kissing her. "Cory what's wrong," she asked. I shook my head and threw myself on the couch. "I shouldn't have kissed you," I responded, "It's gonna ruin our whole friendship, and… and….GOD DAMN WHY DID I KISS YOU?" She sat next to me on couch and wrapped her tiny arms around me. "It's okay Cor," she said as she kissed my cheek. She got up and left. As she left I wondered how she felt about this whole thing. Did she like my kiss? Did she think I was a good kisser? Wait, scratch that last question. I'm an awesome kisser, she loved it. Shit what was that buzzing. Wait, it's just my phone. It's a message. From her. Cor I just want to let you know that kiss was nice. We'll talk about it more tomorrow xoxo Lea. She liked my kiss. She liked it. I am so freaking happy right now. I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight, I wonder what she'll say. Again, thanks for listening.
-Cory
