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I still believe.
Never so badly had I wanted a relationship like this before. I remember clearly the quarter-day phone conversations. And meeting for the first time. Though it could have happened under better situation but I wouldn't change it. I was crazy.

And meeting you the second time. To be honest, I didn't think you'd actually call. It was all new to us and maybe that was the appeal. But it can't be that we're so used to each other now, it's almost sickening? I don't want to believe that.

First, I was always busy. Now you're always busy. Things have changed. And those things that have changed have changed us in return. That may sound cyclical and confusing but it is what it is; we are not transparent stick figures. We are well-rounded human beings.

I told you that you come and go like seasons. And you told me, "I'm sorry". But that hasn't changed. My friend Wolf is the one that motivates me when I feel that I've had enough. I choose to believe her because she was there the first time we met. In fact, she introduced us.

Now, I try because of some faint hope of resurrecting whatever relationship that did happened. It's true.
11.14.2006.tuesday