Hit the JaG spot!

After stupidities and a big hulk out there is love again. No, not again, it was always there and probably always will. I'd just never witnessed the fine line between love and hate before, but now I can honestly say I was there. And I didn't see it, I felt it.

Although a big part of me wishes it was otherwise, we both know we're not good for each other right now. But the love, the love... It's overwhelming. Just sitting on his lap is like coming home. His smell is so familiar that it feels like it's mine. It's like looking in a mirror and saying goodbye to a piece of myself.

So we're saying goodbye really slow. Really really slow. I was only meant to come pack some boxes on Tuesday and now it's Thursday and I haven't even left the appartment. I don't expect anyone to understand.

Stevie: no1 else needs to understand. if you know what your doing, then screw every1 else
me: i don't know what i'm doing but it feels like this is what i should be doing right now
Stevie: well then, thats as good as ;)
me: it is :)

I'm leaving for Barcelona on Monday. When I get back he'll be gone for another 3 weeks. Probably the longest we've ever been apart since we got together. The real break up. But it will be a good thing, the whole world will look different and I hope we'll both be smiling.