I was interested in everything and committed to nothing.

petillante;
it's a mark;
a small one;
the way we look and smile at each other;
the way you touch me when we sit across over dinner;
the way we share jokes;
the way you like my retro watch and say you will bring me yours;
the way you say you will bring me something and i ask you for a magnet;
the way we know each other in such a short time and that we already like each other;
monday, wednesday, saturday and wednesday;
i love him;
but i am not in love with him;
that is the conclusion i have for all these relationships i am having now;
it is a lot but i never feel so sure and clear in my head before;
although i kind of know it all along anyway.