Day Eighty Eighty

Sometimes I wonder if you're thinking of me too.
If you're missing me too.
If it feels like there's a hole in your heart too.

Day Eighty Six and Seven

To win the war, you must be stealthy and learn how to sabotage the enemy before she realises that the game is up. Or simply confront her to tell her to back the hell off. Or just wait before she loses the war herself.

On another note, I have decided that I need to remind myself that I should only give as much as I get back from him. And if I am now on par with other friends, then there are some things which he will no longer have the privilege of getting. And so, it's like a dance. He takes one step, and so will I. In other words, if he is offering cuddles to someone else, I will be very, very annoyed.

Day Eighty Four and Five

You seem really keen to see me again in April. I guess only time will tell if we still feel this way in a month's time. At the same time, it's nice to know that you still miss me being in the same bed, still wish that we were still spooning, still willing to don on a shirt and take me out to dinner,

Day Eighty Two and Three

You say one thing, but act another.

Day Eighty One

You and me
we used together.
Everyday together, always.
I really feel that I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe this could be the end.
It looks as though you're letting go
and if it's real,
well
I don't want to know.

- No Doubt 'Don't Speak'.

i refuse to sit there and feel sorry for myself.

Day Eighty

I feel like a parasite, so dependent on him and yet, he doesn't really seem to notice. I sit there and wish that he'd talk to me, or even just say one word. It pains me to know that he just doesn't really want to talk and that he's not going to start talking to me about random stuff like he used to, because that's not what he has to do now.
I get upset and can't even tell him because he doesn't need to know that I'm still so dependent on hearing from him. He's moving on and I don't want to stand in his way.