My dear Friend...
You know sometimes I miss you.
Sometimes I think we'll do it again. And sometimes I think we'd be back to friends and anything like that would never happen.
Sometimes I forget about you and think you have your long road to become full of inspiration and so much more ambitious. It's just I can see you can grow much bigger.
Sometimes I see your pictures and don't hide them as I used to do with previous spontaneous lovers but look at them and smile just because they are cute.
Sometimes I think we'd hardly see each other again or just hey how are you at the party. Or what is much more possible, we won't be single anymore.
And any of these options is fine with me. It's good.
I will keep speaking half english, half russian: it's not overplay, I just don't know how to flirt, talk about feelings or sex in Russian.
For some reason, even if you forgot me the day after (which you didn't, maybe in a week though), you are a great move forward for me. When I started appreciate a bit of caring and someone being good to me.
My first learning of 2018 and another addition to my High Standards List for a Man of My Dream:
Love the ones who make you go wild and worships it.
You know, I would say yes if you have called a week ago.
It would have ended badly but I'd say yes.
It's just the way I felt.
Bacause damn it, it was really a good night.
When I could be me as I am not pretending to be someone else.
I'm good now. And I'll send you warm birthday wishes in a week. And smile. Not waiting for the answer.
Because when you give sincerely, you just smile not waiting for anything back.
And yes, 2 weeks passed and I want to Nice again! Wishing to go to Nice is like barometer if I'm true to myself.
And I love my life, it's so fucking interesting! Full of challenges, a bit of stress (but not that much as at the office) but I have this understanding that I can do everything.
And yes, it's important to have a team. And I have no idea how but I'm going to make it happen.
2018 is going to be hot.
Sometimes I think we'll do it again. And sometimes I think we'd be back to friends and anything like that would never happen.
Sometimes I forget about you and think you have your long road to become full of inspiration and so much more ambitious. It's just I can see you can grow much bigger.
Sometimes I see your pictures and don't hide them as I used to do with previous spontaneous lovers but look at them and smile just because they are cute.
Sometimes I think we'd hardly see each other again or just hey how are you at the party. Or what is much more possible, we won't be single anymore.
And any of these options is fine with me. It's good.
I will keep speaking half english, half russian: it's not overplay, I just don't know how to flirt, talk about feelings or sex in Russian.
For some reason, even if you forgot me the day after (which you didn't, maybe in a week though), you are a great move forward for me. When I started appreciate a bit of caring and someone being good to me.
My first learning of 2018 and another addition to my High Standards List for a Man of My Dream:
Love the ones who make you go wild and worships it.
You know, I would say yes if you have called a week ago.
It would have ended badly but I'd say yes.
It's just the way I felt.
Bacause damn it, it was really a good night.
When I could be me as I am not pretending to be someone else.
I'm good now. And I'll send you warm birthday wishes in a week. And smile. Not waiting for the answer.
Because when you give sincerely, you just smile not waiting for anything back.
And yes, 2 weeks passed and I want to Nice again! Wishing to go to Nice is like barometer if I'm true to myself.
And I love my life, it's so fucking interesting! Full of challenges, a bit of stress (but not that much as at the office) but I have this understanding that I can do everything.
And yes, it's important to have a team. And I have no idea how but I'm going to make it happen.
2018 is going to be hot.