Now you're just somebody that I used to know..

He was everything I needed. I could have loved him, I probably did love him a little. I could have moved on but that wasn't my fate. And although I miss him and enjoyed our time together and the season that came with him, I'm glad he wasn't my future. Our first date we went to Oscar's Bar and then headed to the theater to see Jack Ass 3D, we went just as friends to catch up. We joked back and forth and we held good conversation but I really didn't see it going anywhere. He didn't seem my type and I just thought he was a cool guy, so when we drove back to his house I didn't expect for him to ask me to hang out again, but he did and I agreed, I mean why not. Our second date we watched the Exorcist. It was romantic. After, we sat in his living room, talking about exes and friends, stopping to take smoke breaks in his garage. He had a really nice car, and I can't seem to remember the name, that he had been building and working on since high school. I told him how you were into cars as well and graduated from Wyotech in Sacramento, and I told him about how Mikey was into trucks. He said that it was interesting that I was attracted to guys that liked working on cars, and I told him I could care less about cars and that I didn't know you guys were into cars until later. He laughed. He would lend me his sweater and it smelt familiar. He made me feel sexy and needed and complimented my boots and said I looked good in black. We'd come inside and it was instant warmth and smelt of his mother's fall candles. I was home. I think that's one of the things I'll miss, the warmth of his home, which as I lie here on my bed I can feel now. We sat back on the couch talking and he reached for the side of my neck, I shoo'd him away, I was scared, I thought he was trying to get a spider off of me. He gave me a weird look and laughed. I thought there was a spider on me. No, I was just trying to kiss you. Oh was all I could say. I kissed him mid sentence of saying something I can barely remember now. Things got heated but I didn't want to get serious yet so we just layed on his couch, him holding me. His eyes were the lightest of blues and they made me quiet and a little nervous for some reason. I guess I was just scared. I was really falling for him. He took me home and we were both silent.