I'm no longer sad about it. Like sure I miss what I thought we had, but that's the thing. I thought it was a thing when it really wasn't. It was something I thought in my head and my head wasn't right. We didn't have the same feelings. You didn't like me as I liked you. You didn't want what I wanted. You wanted a more physically-inclined relationship while I was mainly there for the emotional side. I thought of you as someone who would mean a lot and be my first actual boyfriend, whereas I was just an experience. It's ok, I don't really care. I will move on. I will realize the signs of someone who doesn't care and I won't find someone who only wants the physical stuff and no actual like relationship things and baggage and someone who will like me for me and accept my interests and stuff and it's alright. I'm more upset that things ended so shitty.
-b.w. to him
12.4.16
