Day 6

Yesterday was strange. My feelings for him grow stronger and sadder every time I grasp my phone, everytime I look through my e-mails, everytime I hope that he can tell me everything is going to be alright again. I feel ever more justified in giving up on relationships again. If Love is this fickle or this elusive, then I don't want (you) to love. I want (you) to like. I like anime, I like plants, I like languages, I like Japanese, but I Love you. I can't bear not talking to you. If I was proud or felt justified in betraying you, I can understand how you would not want to see me. But this is not the case :(