Yeah. So I cant sleep. Ever. I have got so much shit on my mind and I just cannot turn it off. Like how I got an e-mail from Chris the other day. Yeah...Chris. The wonderful guy I was with for 2.5 years. The guy I swore I was going to marry. The guy that after 3 years of not seeing him, I dream of him every night. Yeah...him. That Chris. That beautiful hunk of canadian mancandy. I mean, I know he has a girlfriend, but what does all this mean? Why the random email after what seems like an eon of not talking? Why now? God, he does not know how much I still love him. I really think that we were meant to be. Are we still? Shit man...this is driving me nuts. I want to see him so bad now. I wonder how we would react to seeing eachother? Would it be wierd or would it be like the first time we saw eachother face to face and just mauled eachother (yes, I met him online). He wrote that he wants me to call him. CALL HIM!!! Hear his voice. My god, I'd explode. Right in my pants, I would. Jesus Christ. Maybe there is a God afterall....If there was a god, and Chris and I were meant to be....Something would happen. SOMETHING. I just....Love him. Always have, always will.
