So…I received an email from him, yesterday. I replied. Nothing much. His stories are the same. Ship-work-eat-work-gym-eat-sleep. How awesome his life is. Hahaha :)) I kinda pity him because I know he hates routines. We haven’t really talked about it. I’m giving him a chance though. We can always be friends. I’m here to support him if he needs emotional support or like a vent out person. That’s my job. woohoo. haha :))

I haven’t been as sweet as I was before. He should know his limits. When or when not to say ‘I love you’ and ‘I miss you’. Don’t say those words if you don’t mean it because it makes people hope that you really do even if you don’t. I told him I just want some boundaries. He was okay with that. I’m okay with it. Then we’re good. That’s all there is to it.

I was telling him in my email that I feel alone. I’m not saying it’s because I’m not getting calls from him or something. Partly, yes, it adds up to the feeling but most of it is all me. I am the one responsible for feeling this so I have no one but myself to blame for this. I just wanted him to know how I felt because at this moment, he’s the only one I have that I can vent out on.

I just can’t wait to get a phone call. I need to talk to him. I need to hear his voice.