went to sleep with an uncomfortable feeling in my heart. second time proves the anticipation is really worth more than the actual event. the silence was not awkward, and when i look into his eyes and face, i understand why i once loved him so. but it was not a heart racing feeling, there was no desire that overtook me and made me want to grab his hand and hug him.

and i wonder if i will ever find back that kind of feeling. 那心跳加速，想要轰轰烈烈爱一次的冲动。