I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling questioning myself. Questioning my actions, my future, and my feelings things that I thought I was sure on. I knew I wanted the future with the girl I loved who's name is Eva. I thought I saw the way she felt from the way she looked at me, the way she talked to me, and the way she touched me. Maybe I should talk to her and see if she wants the same thing. I couldn't bring myself to bring her more pain though. I wanted to spend my life with her or at least try to start a relationship. I need to talk to her and just ask her to try and not to do full commitment but try for each other's happiness.