Boys boys boys

Boys. We can't live with them, we can't live without 'em. Last summer I spent the months falling head over heels for a boy I a. didn't really know and b. had a girlfriend. Don't get me wrong, I know that having a girlfriend can mean nothing to a lot of guys these days, but I refuse to be that girl. Anyways, he goes to school in Montreal and I was wondering the other day if he is going to come back this summer? Will he be at the coffee bar around the corner that I frequent, especially when he's there? I haven't really thought about him all year until the other day. It got really warm in Toronto and it reminded me of the conversations we had about the lack of air conditioning in the coffee shop. I mean, it wasn't THAT hot but just the feeling of summer crept up on me and it made me think of last summer. You know what bothers me most? I actually had a feeling he was interested in me. I legitimately felt like we both had the same feelings towards each other and something might come of it. As the summer came to an end and he was getting closer to going back to school and back to Montreal, he made a point of telling me his last day. I don't mean like "oh yeah I leave in the last days of August". I mean like he told me the specific date (I think it was the 26th) more than once.

I think the saddest part is that on his last day at the coffee shop I waited outside with my dog when my mom went in to get coffee. Thinking back he probably took that as a "sorry not interested, don't care, have a nice life at school". Well, that could be an overreaction but still. So where do I stand? At the moment I really hope that he comes back this summer and I see him a lot. I also sort of creeped through friends that his girlfriend moved to Montreal with him over the year. Maybe it's serious? I really hope not. The guy is just genuinely nice and really cool. I'd like to get to know him better, maybe talk and enjoy one of his delicious lattes he makes.