Think about Him with serenity (read all 38 entries…)
I've spoken 16 months ago

to F, on the phone, three times those last two weeks. I had to, for job reasons.

It was, well, cool. Nice and cool, and I guess we both felt like it had been two days, instead of two years and a half, since we had last talked. Then we exchanged a few e-mails, and agreed to say we were happy to have spoken to each other. And he said he would still like to drink something with me, if I felt it wouldn’t provoke a “relational tsunami”.

I’m feeling exactly like the door I have been trying to keep closed for two years has been opened, and I can’t help everything I had kept behind to come out. I can’t help but thinking about him.

I’m feeling lost.



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It's

weird, but it last two days, and then it left. Two days during which a stronger-than-me force was pushing me to him, and pushing hard.

And then, pssschittt.

Weird. Have to remember, next time, that’s it’s only a moment, and that I must resist the urge, and just wait…

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