Cat and I hadn't talked since she came back to town. But, I do catch her looking at me from time to time. I won't lie, though. I find myself gazing longingly in her direction too.
Cat was so beautiful… almost angelic. She had matured a lot since I had last seen her. I wonder if she could say the same of me.
Her straight, blonde locks fell in long, curly rivulets about her shoulders and back. And her taut upper lip, significantly thinner than her bottom one, was a bit plumper than before.
Her soft golden and pink features contrasted sharply with her piercing green eyes-which were intense and wide.
Despite the obvious interest we still shared in one another, we never initiated meaningful conversation. No doubt about it, she's heartbroken. Reasons why are obvious.
But, damn it, I'm heartbroken too. She abandoned me, and Jesse was there to console me when she left. Is it my fault that Jesse was there when she was not?
I fell for her-I fell blindly. And, she let me hit the ground; I had to claw my way back up out of the hell she left me in-constantly wondering on the way up, why and how could she leave me without even explaining herself.
Maybe I should've never taken her so seriously… Maybe she was just having a little fun after all-.