We had a talk. We just had a talk. We decided that we're better off now.
We're not breaking up, we've been trying to be beyond dating for a while now.
We're talking it slow.
How many tears it will take to take it easier (not easy, just a little easier)?
We still will see each other any everything. We are still in love.
Kind of pointless, and sad.
I'm gonna remember this day as a grey-ish rainy day and your "say anything"
It's too much for us, it would hurt a lot.
I'm afraid of going back home, coz I've changed so much, how my family and friends are gonna handle me? What if my sister won't like "new me"? And my friends?
Well, it is the only way to figure it out. And I'll do it anyways. About 50 days, a little more and i'm gonna face it.

~ wearing your sweater and huggin the bear you gave me~
I realise how hard were these couple days. Without you.

I miised you hand in my warm hair sitting in the yard yesterday, warm ocean breeze and sunshing, I was thinking about you...
I missed you this morning breathing in this sweet air in in the rain and warm raindrops on my face.

Not like I close myself from everybody, no! But you think so! I wonder why..
Mornings got better. I don't see you in the mornings anymore... but I stop to talk to aall my friends - that's what I do!... and this half hour before the classes just flies by. Not too bad. But I wish everything would be easier..