It's been what ? 1 month? I still love him but it's kinda different. If there was a word for the limbo between him and me it would be called awkward . Why do things happen? We don't know, he sure as hell didn't have an answer when I asked. I still crave the simple things, a hug the most, but out of simplicity not love. When we get on that plane I hope we get over our fear of flights together . I never got over my fear of him. Maybe I never will . Have a safe flight, boy . A flight heading towards tomorrow and hopefully something better. Better yet, someone better.
