Thanks for that bit of info there mate.
Let's up it a little.
What if the individuals had been apart for much more than just months?
Enough time for each of them to attempt to find love with other people.
Hm, say, 4 or 5 years, maybe more?
Thoughts flow and emotions follow in hot pursuit.
For being too investive.
For being too nostalgic.
For feeling so much.
For having such a... theatrical, full coloured, surround sound, movie-like enabled memory.
Why did it have to happen?
I look up into the serene blue sky of understanding. But all i can do is look?
I'm dangling on the rope, close to the opening, but hanging, in mid air over a long, deep, dank, dark hole.
I've come a long way.
I got pushed back in. But.
Conversely, i can struggle out again. Pull and grapple for freedom once again.
I should be able to do it.
But even then, what closure do i get for pulling myself out? For doing it myself?
Blue sky not so clear after all.
As you are human (you do possess feelings) as am i human as well (human flesh prone to weakness) i hope that there is some reason.
Be it a simple/rash/harmless/minutely tiny/polite reason...
A reason, would be nice.
I cannot ask you why. Who am i to you, to ask you why?
I cannot expect anything. Who am i to you, to expect anything?
I can only say how i feel here, knowing full well there's only a 0.0000000000001 chance that you'll see this.
Well, never mind.
In fact, i shouldn't be feeling teased.
I am fine, in control. Have always been for a while now.
There's no reason why i should not be the same, even now.
But... it's you i'm talking about.
I bet you don't feel the pain anymore. I doubt you do. It's been pretty clear.
Course, not that it's a bad thing. :-)
Being the fella i am, i feel too much for my own good over certain things.
Some things change and some things don't seem to end.
Been a month after the exams and it hasn't stopped, though maybe, just maybe, signs of slowing is in order. WOOT!
Let's see. BBQ, archery clubhouse business and competition self-training, Gym, Badminton, meeting friend, church and archery.
That's my whole week, one day at a time, in summary.
I would've said "I don't know if i should laugh or cry".
But i guess, laughing is a better option.
May i add, hysterically.
I am chugging on, chugging on. Every day has an agenda.
In more ways than one. (?)
*off to the bbq. I HOPE, the chicken tastes like something decent*