I spent last Friday and Saturday with Peter Parker and some friends in the great city of Chicago. It was perhaps the best time I've had all summer. Partly because I got to spend it with Peter. I know I told myself that I wouldn't let things go beyond a crush, but at this point I say fuck it. It's obvious my feelings for him are strong. I can't deny them. Sure, he's got his 'Mary Jane Watson' but they aren't even technically together anymore. Does that mean I'm going to pursue him? No, probably not. Even if every time I listen to him speak in Spanish I want to jump on him and run my fingers through that dark hair of his and kiss his luscious lips. But no, I'm too much of a wimp to admit my feelings to him. I mean, I don't even think I need to tell him how I really feel. I know he doesn't like me that way. And that's okay I guess. I'd rather have him as my friend than nothing at all.
The trip was spent watching a ballet recital. Loads of sight seeing and shopping. A visit to Chinatown and so much more that I think I'd be here for hours typing it all. We stayed at the apartment of one of my friend's friends. The place was a HUGE loft which they used to hold local concerts and there happened to be one the first night we were there. The vibe was beyond chill. The people I met were so carefree and cool. And the view from the rooftop of the apartment at night was...just ridiculous. I could so see myself living there.
My last night in Chicago was spent on the rooftop of the apartment we were staying at. Peter let me take some pictures of him as the sun was going down. The view was beyond beautiful and I could have stayed there in that moment with him forever. I snapped this picture of him just as we were about to leave the apartment and it's hands down one of my favorite pictures I've ever taken.
School starts in 13 days. I may not have gotten the summer romance I was looking for but in the end I did get an adventure. And it's an adventure I don't think I'll ever forget.