I wanted him to stop bothering me, but I suppose it bothers me that he moved on, since I keep doing the same. I am in the same place as when he left.
Sometimes I have thought about getting back to his arms, but then I remember I would just do that to fulfill my loneliness. No, I dont love him, but at times I miss his company.
He was crazy, but he took care of me when I was sick.
I found this just now in my drafts and I have no idea whom I am talking about …
I guess about Joseph, but I am not sure hehe