Wednesday, June 25, 1:30 am.
I am starting this writing to ease my mind. It has worked for me in the past to journal my feelings – those that I can’t share with the woman I care about and have begun to fall in love with.
The situation is complex, and I fell in love quickly, while she was not seeking a relationship. If there is any blame, it is mine, for making something fun and wonderful into something complex and difficult.
My heart aches. My eyes water. I miss you and I so badly wanted love. I can’t sleep in my bed where we made love, had sex. (I know you never use the term “made love”). I just keep thinking about your kiss, about holding you. I am devastated! I want to send you a message but I can’t because we’re over.
