Dazed and Confused

I miss Enrique.

I don't know why my feelings are so strong for this guy, I don't know why I am missing him this much. And I am not sure if I have the right reasons to do so.

It is a fact that we didn't really get to know each other before he left (and this is a huge understatement) and that we only got to "know" each other through millions of text and hours of phonecalls (yes, those phone bills that left a hundred grand hole in his pocket). Yet for me, it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

However, I am just questioning my feelings, because up until now, I am still a bit confused.

I just got out of a traumatic relationship early this year, and its ending left me hanging. My one year of longing to be with the one I love(d) yielded nothing. Then came Enrique, a few months after. I tried to resist the urge to entertain another potential, to no avail. How could I have resisted the sweet, thoughtful, and bolero Enrique?

I just couldn't help but wonder: am I really in love, or is this feeling an outcome of my frustration from my past relationship?

I would like to believe that I really am in love. The second one is a bit too unfair for Enrique, and I know he doesn't deserve such.

Maybe I'm just complicating things.

Maybe it's just this: I just miss Enrique.