Thursday, Jul. 21, 2005 - 6:29 p.m.
He was kind enough to send me an email, assuring me that he's been through this before and it does get easier.
He told me, once and for all, that it's over.
No house,no puppy.
No trip to England to meet his family.
No hope.
No future.
I wish I understood why it has to be this way, but I suppose it's not really important.
I would have found a way for us to be together, but it seems that he is happier without me.
How could I have been so wrong?
How could I have let this happen?
It's over. Forever. I've lost, once again, the one thing I wanted most.
A partner, a best friend.
Him.
