Beginning or End?

I'm back from my trip away. It was a very teary farewell. It was the second time I have seen him cry. I never want to see him cry again. It is nice to know that he loves me that much and he'll miss me as well as I'll miss him.

We're on a break. He doesn't become incomunicado until Tuesday, so we are still messaging backwards and forth. We love each other. I think that is why it is so difficult. He told me that friends of his met when they were at a music camp, star crossed lovers it seems. They parted ways, yet met ten years later and put a deposit on a house four weeks after being re-united.

Myles and I are best friends. We always knew that if we broken up we would still remain close friends. To do the things for our careers we need to do the seperate thing for a while. This is really good for him, and I guess for me too.

But I am really going to miss him. I love him so much it hurts. I think I'm scared that he won't want me back. But all I have to have is faith, faith in him. I have the next ten weeks, and then 32 weeks to learn about myself and make improvements. I need to learn to love myself and stand alone. Then I can have him back.

I love you Myles.