Everything has been so much fun. But have you ever felt that your fun isn’t your all? Like, yes it’s fun, yes I’m happy but I never really get the most out of it. 

Last week has been my happiest with him so far. We hunt jobs together, eat together, movie marathon together, play together and cuddle together. It’s been fun. It has been so much fun. Him staying here in the city is fun. We get to do a lot of various things. Everything goes the happy way, until things get so complicated and confusing when he left.

The problem is I don’t get to hold anything from him. Like I’m just hanging mid-air. We get to enjoy but there’s always this part I’m not sure of. He says nothing is wrong but then again, everyone can lie. I don’t know if I can still believe him. 

The thing is, I like him. I really do. It’s just that I can’t give my all. I’m scared and I’m hurting. I don’t know.