On New Years Eve of 2008, I met a guy I would eventually fall in love with.
Ninety days later, he left the country.
This blog is both an online diary of the thirty9 weeks until I see him again
& a recollection of the events that created 'us'.
A running commentary on a long distance relationship friendship.

A failed relationship - documented.
The final installment of 'Our Story' was never written & I doubt it ever will be.

Friday, July 24, 2009

YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKER!

i finally convinced myself I was moving on and that you can sort your own shit out & you send me a text like that. what the fuck am i supposed to do?!

YOU'RE the one that said I can't help REMEMBER!? so I should leave it alone - that's what you said. So why am I the person you come to when things get fucked up. WHAT THE HELL!?

So of course I messaged back, as expected. Of course I'm worried. Of course I'm going to call. I should never have said anything. I should never have done anything.

I feel physically sick.
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