Nov 26, 2006 15:31
So i woke up yesterday alex had called in sick so i ended up riding the bus to work. we had a slight disagreement before hand so i didnt even get to tell him i loved him or hug him goodbye. I went to work and called his phone later that night, only to have his sister answer. and tell me she wasnt sure where he was but she had his phone. i thought that was strange so i called back a little later on. she answered again, when i aked for alex she said. i should tell you. we moved alex out today. If youd like to get your stuff thats fine, you cant speak with alex anymore. my heart dropped..
Now keep in mind this all was told to me in the break room at my job. So there was tons of people around. It hurt man. It felt like 900 knives had been jammed into me. I started to panic, that was my home man. i was literally living with alex for almost 5 months already at this place. I really enjoyed being there and i felt like it was taken away reallly quick. so dealing with all that, I called my brother and he helped me out with getting my things, I had to face alex's father which was also REALLY hard. he told me not to talk to alex anymore. But I dont care. if he doesnt wanna be my boyfriend thats fine. but hes still my friend and I still care about him and that will not go away. I returned to live at the houseboat again. I moved all my things back here. and Now i am going to focus on keeping my job and making my life better overall. I just hope one day alex will speak with me again.
off to cry.