Send me the boy once loved you so much and so earnestly.

Up early this morning, again not knowing what to do, I open Facebook, sitting all models considered the event last night he joined. Mainly looking to see where you are in that pile of pictures alone, I saw him smiling a.Em is fresh offline. Seeing he seems very comfortable, have fun. I had the feeling that he really is the people and peace. Not the same again, always separate from the surrounding, creating sensations close to the people. I also celebrate. I glad he is breaking the shell by the thought, he creates pressure. Live gently expand the relationship ...

Previously, I worry for him too, you know. I always look at pictures, find him a wry smile, his eyes looked tired, but his eyes smiled no smile. I keep worrying, have advised him to do, what to do, then he was more harmonious. So now he, he is more or less assured. Hopefully eventually you will have friends, stick together experiencing the ups and downs, with help, glancing division, said the other. Honestly feel happy, because he pleased, he lives happier.

Just ...

There is still very little feeling so excited, you sir. As his life becomes increasingly crowded, VIU is when I kicked over the edge, is no longer involved, though only one tiny. The day before, he had repeatedly told me, is beyond me, he had no one. Now, he has a lot, but he no longer needed me. It's sad. Too. Always.

I, still foolish enough to believe that we ourselves will always be part of each other's lives. Have always absurd to believe that the feelings he has for me will be very difficult to change. Our feelings for each other still forever destroy skin and earnestly nostalgic like that.

I, mistaken, he right. I was so delusional belief in absurd thing then. And knowing everything will change, just do not expect him to change so quickly ...

As you, love you all then. That he no longer loved you more. Should not he? The truth is that, does not he?

Heartbreaking too. I only ever lie to themselves. Just do not want to believe. Just hope he's just too tired to love alone, but honestly I still love you too. Self-deception is they key for me. Where can blame him ...

Children at home, sick, sick, hungry for attention, to be loved, to be spoiled. He went to play, very funny joke, very funny man singing, a little ripple worry about me, worry not know why you're home and, no less illness, a bit like that, no, is not he?

It's sad.