Sometimes things take an unexpected twist, and you don't know what to do, don't know what to feel. You tell yourself that it's ok, that this is just what you needed, you've thinking about it anyway. But under all these layers of denial, you know that no matter if at any one point of time you were so frustrated you told yourself that you're not going to fucking care anymore, it's not true at all, because you can never bring yourself not to care. Because you still feel enough to care.

I didn't realise that, but now I know. Now, after what I didn't know I least wanted to happen happened. But you gotta respect the decision. After all, what's the point of disagreeing. He's still going to feel that way, maybe worse. It's not going to change anything. It's just going to happen all over again. So, maybe this unexpected twist will be good for the both of us in the long run. Like what he said, it's just a comma to the sentence, not a full-stop. It's just a break, a.. timeout. We'll still be friends, until we're both ready to be together again. We still have the love.

So why do I feel so heartbroken. And a little.. indifferent.