My thoughts are killing me...

I really want to give you and myself space to discover ourselves. I just don't know how to let myself go. Before I let you go, I have to learn to let myself go first. I have to instill in me that I want to move on more than anything in the world. I want to let go.

Part of me feels that if I don't let go, he won't. I will stop thinking like that. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointment. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments. No hopes, no expectations, no disappointments.

Maybe we should concentrate, as in concentrate hard on being friends for now. Learn about each other again, learn about ourselves, rediscover each other. We never started to be friends, we were colleagues, then lovers. Yes, that's what I have to do. That's what I have to do. That's what I have to do. That's what I have to do. Friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends.

I feel so much like fainting now...