About two weeks before my dad passed away, I lost someone else in my life. He wasn't my boyfriend, but he was still special to me. I met him last summer briefly - he goes to school in another state.
We wrote each other letters. He wrote me all these nice things. I wasn't really sure what to make of it. We saw each other again. And then I never heard from him - no explanation of what happened. We didn't fight. I tried to think what was it I did to scare him away, but...he was gone.
I was mad. Losing my dad of course was worse and more permanent, but I think that just made losing that other boy worse, too. I had no one to replace that in my life. I was really mad.
And it's sad, but I still miss him. I wonder if he ever thinks of me.
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I miss my invisible man!
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Cerise Chinoise
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