Two weeks...

I would say that is not a long time. But it was enough time for my best friend to be flown to vertex, then get dumped off, only to fall down hard. From past experience, I know that spending too much time together doesnt do a relationship good. So, now, I actually make an effort to ignore my yearnings to see him.. Or make contact.. Yet at the same time I am worried that he will think I am indifferent or cold. Life's about dilemmas, isnt it.
At the beginning, I was afraid for so many reasons.. I was afraid that if we got together we would eventually part and lose each other completely. I was afraid to fall for him and only have my heart broken again. I was afraid he didn't even like me at all and it was gonna affect our hanging out and friendship.. Though now many of those worries have been replaced by happiness and erm.. happiness, the fact tt it wun last nags at me sometimes.. When I say "wun last" I mean as long as I would like. when I'm with him, and I'm breathing / thinking / feeling / touching him, I can feel my entire body SMILING. I tell myself constantly "I want you to remember how u feel this very moment, and cherish having him by ur side.." No matter if we do part, I dun ever want this to end badly.. (telling myself): If someone else comes along for him, and he wants to leave.. Dun hold on.. He can alwaes be ur friend..

Ah, not in writing mood..
Shud be going over to find him to take files from him..
And take a peek @ his sleepy eyes..
hAhaa