Missing Someone

Tonight, I stopped by a local street fair, a small version of a classic town fair. I was invited by none other than Jen. She was working for her father selling his products, and she was bored. I arrived at about 5:15. For about an hour, we just stood at the booth talking. A few times, we were interrupted by potential customers, but she sold nothing for the whole time. Her mother arrived around 6:30 or so. We left her there to get something to eat. Together, Jen and I enjoyed a steak sandwich, delightfully greasy fair fries, and a humongous funnel cake. I am still stuffed now. Afterwards, we wandered through the street. We watched some square dancing and searched for her cousins who were there. At about 8:45, we made our way back to the booth. When we arrived, Jen got out a chair for me to sit in, and I sat there until about 9:10. While I had been sitting, Jen's father arrived. He seemed only mildly cordial. He wasn't hostile by any means, but there was a distinct sense of being ignored. I figure the sentiment was, "Why the hell is he here?" At that point, I left the fair to come to a friend's house for a bit. I am sitting here writing this.

To be perfectly honest, I am still madly in love with Jen. I wasn't sure about how I felt before, but it felt so good to be near her. I don't know how much she was able to sense, but I expect it was quite a bit. Things are better because of the medication, and it makes the emotions just that much stronger. I wanted to be a friend, and I always will be. However, I will probably always love her. I know she is with another guy, so I don't know if or when I will talk to her about it or even if she can reciprocate those feelings. But tonight, we had such a chemistry. I am still excited from my night out with Jen, and I am disappointed that it had to end. Am I crazy to think that we could be together again? Is it a possibility with her living at home? So many questions... All I know for sure is that I want to spend a great deal more time with her.