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I regret kissing you back the other night, and then not telling you how it made me feel. Kissing you filled me with excitement, and shivers, and I feel like I’ve started to fall for you. But we’ve been ‘just friends’ for so long, and on that night, when you did kiss me, I was so surprised, but it seemed to be more about sex than love. I was afraid you were just thinking about sex, and that I would feel too exposed if I expected more than just one night upstairs. I was afraid to talk, afraid to say that I felt it in other places than between my legs, afraid to offer love, to be vulnerable and honest — so I just left it there, in front of your apartment. I left the feelings, the kisses, the heat — told you, “I should go,” and let you believe that my feelings were mild, and that I just didn’t want “to ruin our friendship.” (I hate invoking clichés.) But now I can’t stop thinking about it, and I feel like I’ve lied. I regret not having the courage to say out loud how I feel. I regret being fearful enough that I muffle my truth for the sake of not seeming vulnerable to another person’s feelings for me. I regret not speaking all of the incredibly hot sentences I had stored in my head, about you, about why I do want you.Submitted by: Juliette