sleep.

we are now just sleeping together. no sex. no kissing. just...sleep. don't get my wrong, it's nice. really nice to wake up with you in my arms and your legs wrapped up with mine. it's nice seeing your face in the morning and your hair being messy. it's actually pretty great. it's just getting hard to not kiss you. it's getting hard not being able to touch you the way i used to touch you. i know this was all my idea. my stupid idea of moving on from my heart and what was done to it last year and wanting something new. someone new. but, at times, i regret it. i regret letting you go. i regret telling you this. quite honestly, i thought you were gonna fight it a bit. not beg, i would never make you beg, i am not worthy of it and there's nothing to beg, but i did think you were gonna try to convince me otherwise. you didn't. i've said you've changed and i have not lied. you're no longer vulnerable. i'm not saying that the choice i made is the wrong one, all i'm saying is i should have thought it through. you are now in a relationship, sleeping in my bed, cuddling with me, playing around with me, but kissing someone else. it hurts a bit.