It would seems to me that the world is indeed a small small world. Who would've known, working with someone who stays so close to him. And somehow my resolve has been shaken even further, when his bday text has already brought it halfway down to the ground..
All these heart aches and emotions seemingly too much to bare, but yet I refuse to let it go somehow, somewhat fitting for a masochist such as myself I guess. Instead of inflicting physical pain, I might have taken comfort in hurting myself in ways the eyes of the world can't see. Almost as if these pain are the only way I feel connected to the wold of the living, the only way I know that I am still, but another human in this vast world..
I've heard that he still walk his dog, alone at that I might add, and bout human and dog seems to be doing fine. Guess I can take comfort in knowing both are still alive and well, but am sure he lost some weight, if he's still the same person as the one I once knew, the one who often forgets his meals because he's either too busy or too lazy to eat..
Knowing it's best for me to keep away, but in the end, I might ended up sending him anonymous gifts again for his bday. Pray hard I'll be able to control the urge to buy soft toys over the next 2 months....
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