Love

Yes, I know, I’ve been told to move on., there is no way it can become something between you and I, yet still I long for you. You told me, it wouldn’t be happening, and I am to respect that, which I am. Distance is such a big issue I guess.

But that doesn’t mean I can just let you go, and honestly I tried. I tried to kick you out of my mind, I try to be just friends, I’ve tried for a good 4-5 months already and I’m still stuck at the beginning. But at the same time, I’m also not stuck there, since I just don’t feel anything.

Yes I feel joy and laughter, but I tend to block out the feelings surrounding you. I know sometimes it goes well, but in the moments my mind wanders towards you, and I remember when you kissed me, before we departed. It flows back into my mind as if it was yesterday, but it’s been so long, and so far.

I get stronger from it though, the times I think about you, even though my mind tells me I shouldn’t, I still do. And I don’t know if I will ever stop wondering how it would be to embrace you again, just to feel your body pressed to mine in a tight hug, so I wonder, and wait till we meet again, my friend.

Choice

In some way, everything is a matter of choice. I had a really long thought about it this morning, and I concluded that. But sometimes things aren’t really your choice, or you think they are your choice but in the end it didn’t seem like that.

I’m saying this because of the certain relations I’ve had with friends or maybe even slightly romantic. I realised after this morning, not everything seemed to be a choice, while it should have been. I think the person I’m currently friends with, or rather to say, have a crush on, on which he knows, only made me realise that.

With him, everything is a choice, if I don’t want to explain something, there is no pushing of finding out. If I think something goes to far I can tell and he will stop, and even when I do want to tell something he’ll tell me if he has the time to listen and reply when I ask.

Others weren’t like this, but it felt more as a forced choice than a choice that was mine. I’m just glad that I got to meet this person and that I get to see some of the ways he thinks of things, since it’s rather intresting. And I also get to learn from it as well, which I think is the most important thing, since I can get a better view of what my own opinion is, and on what is right and wrong.