Sometimes I think about this.

Life is interesting. I don't know who I'm writing to or if this translates well, but I like to share things and how I'm feeling. Sometimes I think about how to stop thinking about it. I don't want to forget this feeling or what happened with the other person, but new people come along and I can't stop meeting them. I like the people I'm talking to, but I still wonder how someone can be so badly behaved, so immature with their feelings. I'm grateful they left me because I certainly wouldn't have been able to do it myself. Thanks to that, I think I can open myself up to more people and I've gathered the courage to get to know him. I hope he can reciprocate my feelings, or if we're just friends, what does it matter? I don't want to lose another person I think I value, like my ex did in his time. I want to get to know him, talk to him, and see what might come of this. If it fails, if he doesn't want it, I know something better awaits me. I hope he has the willingness, the desire, and the same interest that I think is starting to emerge. I want to get to know you, see you, and build something more with my discreet friendship. I want everything to work out for us. If everything goes well, it will be alright.