cold

He mentioned on his blog that he was going on an expedition, so as a friend and out of curiosity I left a comment asking where he was going and how long would it be, but he said he couldn't tell me now. So today in the midst of another comment I asked again if he's expedition was over and he replied with a single yes. Cold, curt. I can't help feeling a bit hurt because if it were others that would not simply be just the reply. Does he really want me to go away and disappear? It hurts, really hurt that he's replying curtly. I keep telling myself that maybe I'm reading it wrong, that he doesn't mean it curtly that he does this to everybody else, but I know that is not the truth. I keep forgetting why things are like this. I'm trying to keep everything normal, as normal as possible, really, as well as to remember that I can't expect him to talk to me normally, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Days spent dreaming of him, of the time spent with him. At least that is something that can't be taken away from me - the smile upon my lips and the warmth from within at the thought of those days.