e.l. #1

I don’t know what i expected when he went back.  i kind of knew i wouldn’t be seeing him again, unless i had a few thousand dollars laying around and decided to be a complete creeper by flying over to see him.  i’m sad that since he’s gone back, i haven’t got one email.

for the last year or so i’ve thought "that’s okay, cus i loved him and thats what matters" .. but today i pulled my head out of the clouds where i was at peace with that.  it was what it was, and i don’t feel like romanticizing it anymore.  (well maybe just a little, cus that’s what i do.)

so when i go there next spring, i’m not making any special trips.  but i’d send you a postcard.