As I keep asking him,"Is there anything you want to tell me?", I keep crying. Mourning the thought of us being apart.

Monkeys, he call us. I love it when he pouts, I love it when he does his silly lil dance, I love his sense of humour. I just wished he would have hugged me and told me that he loved me and it pains him too to let me go. As much as it does me.


I also mourn the fact that someone as amazing as him as a person could disappear from my life and there is nothing I could do about it. And I hope dearly that I would have his friendship in my life.

We were so good together but it was a matter of the inevitable. It would take a very long time for me to be back to normal but i guess I have to get used to this.

Anybody up for anything? Keep my mind off this please.