New start.
Today, I wrote to the guy I love that I’ll return him his present for me - it’s little pillow he has from his 6 years. It’s not like I stopped loving him, but I have to date someone else between the two of us will meet again. He’s living in different town.
And till he come to my town, I’ll be just lonely. So I’m going to date someone else instead of pointless waiting. I am sick of waiting and I feel like an idiot that I still love him, although I saw him like lot weeks/months ago.
I know he’s something like my soulmate or life-love, but maybe I need to gain more experiences to get him.
So I wrote him that I feel weird to have such a precious thing to him at my place, so I want to send the pillow back to him.
Maybe I really am masochist. Maybe I just do poses. But I really do like him and this situation sucks me!! AAArgH!
