Take me away ♥

I looked at him and he did the same. We smiled and we were so close to each other that our lips barely touched. I could gaze upon his eyes and his lovely smile all day but I couldn't, he has somewhere to be at 1:00. At that moment, it was fine for him to leave me because I had what I wanted. Him there looking back and smiling. I never thought I'd feel this again but I did. He's one that I couldn't let got now. It was 12:48 by then, we we're still lost in each other. I wanted to move but somehow the uncomfortable state I was in seemed comfortable. I know that i'd be limb in no time in that position but I got caught in his stare. We were still so close and I barely want to move but this magnetic friction between his lips and mine seem to have lured me in. I kissed him first. We laughed and kissed again. It was a wonderful feeling that made him stay for atleast 30 minutes, and that was all I needed. Thirty minutes more with him and that is all. We stood up and left the Korean coffee shop. We walked out the magical place where we first kissed. Hand in hand we went down the flight of stairs, keeping in mind something's going to change. I was at a state of nirvana when we kissed, that I forgot he asked me this. Two weeks in dating he asked me to be his girlfriend. I could have said "yes" but I didn't. Everything was all too fast and I knew it was a spur of the moment. I didn't believe his question was true until he said to answer it in the right time I wanted. I thought next month I would, but here it is next month but I still haven't. Now I feel like something bad is going to happen. The pessimisstic side of me keeps evolving. Anxiety and depression consumed me to a sad beautiful beast that I never knew I could be. He's there but right now I don't feel him anymore. Everyday I grew sad of the thought of him leaving me for I was a mess. I'm trying to cure myself for a better version of me just for him. I surround myself with things that make me happy other than him. As I do, I keep on realizing that nothing's better than his jokes, than his arrogance and sweetness. He is conceited but somehow I'm falling in love with him. If I could just make him feel the same way, that would make me fine. All the stress has devoured me and I'm feeling a little lost. I hope he's still there, I hope he will care and I hope he'll love me the way I love him for all he is right now.