I hate to say it, but I love him. I am full on, tragically, pitifully in love with him, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. But I guess there are choices you make in life. At this point, I could try for the impossible and beg him back, attempt to drown my feelings in tequila and ganja, hope that the next person I mess around with does what the others failed to do (take this feeling away), or just decide to accept that I'm in love with him and probably always will be, and try to continue on with that knowledge. I think I'm falling into that last one. I am in love with him, and I know he doesn't feel the same way back, but somehow I'm finding it a little easier lately to carry on. Because as the sig says, I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note.
im going through the same thing right now, and every day you dont call him can make you feel stronger and more confident.
