So much has happened in the last 48 hours. I don't even know how to begin. Perhaps a need to type it all out before everything gets whitewashed by time. He told me its over between them. Gave me hope. And yet, he lingered. I saw them yesterday. It was supposably the last time they meet, for him to resolve things. Except that he came back to tell me sorry. Sorry? We cried together. And he changed his mind again.

In my mind i kept saying, "don't give me hope", "let me go", "it hurts". Over and over again. He wouldn't let go of me. I wanted so much to believe when he said that i meant more to him. That he was impulsive. That he called her immediately to tell her its over. For sure. Its over. He did call. But it wasn't over. She called him again and again. And they met this afternoon, again for "the last time". He asked me to stay. To wait. I meant more. He would hurt more if it was the other way round. We cried. Tears. He said, he had never cried so much over a woman. Me. That must mean something.

What am i thinking? So many things he had said. So many tears. Each time she called, my heart clenched as i watched him answer it. He said he came back. But did he? He said he would try out the relationship with me. But will he? He said i meant more. We meant more. No phone calls from me meant more than 100 phone calls from her. Yet why did he linger? I told him to let me go. He asked me to stay. He would be strong for the two of us. Hold us together. Can i trust him? Can i trust myself to hope again? Don't let me hope again. It hurts. I took such good care of your heart that i forgotten about mine.

So much tears. So much emotions. I almost felt like i could believe it again. He asked me to be strong. For him. For my family. Everything we said, we did, felt raw. Emotional. Real. The look on his face. His anxiety. His sincerity. Or i thought it was what i felt. Or is it? I cannot be sure. I cannot trust myself or how i feel. Stay? Its over? Try? Will he hold me, hold us together? It seemed so real? Dare i hope that it is real? Don't give me hope. I can't take it anymore. He seemed so sure, so convicted. But didn't he just change his mind in an instance just few hours before? I saw her. He said he was impulsive. Is he impulsive with me? Do i really meant more to him? I slapped him.

Its tiring. For me. For him. Each time she called, his face changed. He said she is still in his heart. But so am i? So am i. He asked me for patience. Don't give me hope. I can't take it anymore. It hurts. Does he know that? Does he know the implications? Stay. Stay and be patience, be his anchor. I wished i was stronger. He cannot bear perhaps to be cruel and stopped her calls once and for all. Is that being fair if he said he wanted to try with me? Does it matter? He said he needed time. Every hour passed and it began to felt less and less emotional, more rational. Till finally, he turned and said that he couldn't promise things would not end in the future. Or near future. But he promised to try. How? A final disclaimer after all that emotions. Oh yes. Its drama. Perhaps he lived in that drama.

When did everything became rationalized again? Did you already forgotten what you have said? Forgotten when you held me and asked me to stay and not go? That you needed me as well to stay? I heard you told her that i needed you. Do you need me? You made a choice and its me. What does that mean? It meant that you will try but sorry babes, there aint no garantees in this world. Live with it. You began to prepare me for failure before we even started. But yes, i understood. Its only rational. Suddenly all the tears seem forgotten. Perhaps there had been too much tears. Just when i thought i could see your heart, it turned out to be an illusion. Everything covered again. I couldn't be sure that i have felt all the emotions. Such an about-turn it was. And we are back to being formal. Don't give me hope. Yes, you didn't.

Am i unhappy? No. You came back didn't you? You said you will end it with her. It ended, didn't it? Am i unhappy? No. I am perhaps numbed. Don't lie to me. I cannot take it anymore. Don't lie to yourself. It all sounded so real when both of us were crying. When the tears stop, rationality sets in. That's good. You didn't give me hope. Try. We are going to try. You promised. Thats what you told her as well. Do you love her? What is love to you really? You said you love me twice today, this morning. I couldn't believe my ears. But you repeated it. You said you never cried so much with a woman or felt so much pain and emotions. Perhaps it was all in the moment. In the evening, you didn't remember. And if you did, it must have been with regrets. So yes, we will try. I am not unhappy. Happy? Should i be? She will still call and linger. You will let her. You will be rational. Hide all the evidence that you had used any emotions with me. Was it an emotional choice or a rational choice? Is that important? I am important to you, you said. You decided with your mind and your heart. But when i left, you said goodbye with your mind. Your heart was hidden again. We try?

I have wished for so long for this. Perhaps my ordeal is really over. Perhaps it is just began. But i cant help but try because i love this man who does not love me. This rational man that would kill his emotional twin if he can. Because that is the only way he can go through life and his work without hindrance. I missed the one that hugged me close when we slept. The one that asked me to stay with his voice breaking, with tears washing his face. The one that cried with me. The one i slapped. And i will try. Will stay. Will be an anchor. Be strong. Don't give me hope? But i have already taken some. A slow acting poison. But I have already taken some.

I wished.
I received.
And i thank you.
Perhaps it will be easier to die at a later time.
Perhaps.