you know, you are addictive. the more i spend time with you and the more i know that i am getting addicted to you. only a few hours or maybe a day: that's all the time that i can spend thinking i'm over with you.

Get out of my life,
or get in-
For God's sake though
don't stand in the doorway-

the day you decided to make it less, was the day I would have needed you most.
life is funny, is it not? hilariously funny, if it was not that it is also cruel.
i miss you already.

crap!
That's all I can say about the day so long...
sometimes I really wish I could leave everything and everyone behind, leave. Just leave.

you assumed you knew.
you presumed you understood.
you thought that what have been would be again.
i tried to show you you could be wrong, that past doesn't have to be present or future.
you insisted.
now i am forced into your wrong reality, into your misconstructed world of emotions, entangled in the distorted images that you have created.
you are right now.
now this world you have created for us is like the one you knew from your past. i was just trying, to make us live it in a different way and i failed.
now i am not sure how much of what i think i see is real and how much of it is fruit of your imagination.
i wish i knew.
i wish i could make a decision.
i wish.

I eat my grilled chicken and shrimp with great appetite, as he works on his grilled salmon slowly. I make small conversations and he nods his head in agreement without saying much. At the end of the meal he glances at my plate. The vegetable is almost untouched. I blush. "So you never developed a taste for broccoli either?" he asks. "No," I let out a sigh of relief. "Me neither!" he says and I spot the veggies left on his plate. We both smile.
And that's the most you can find in common on a blind date.

how can i be so confused? why everything good (or bad) happens together, at the same time?
now i sit here and look at u, my heart thorn, my mind blind. what am i supposed to do? never at ease, never sure, never again completely me.

it's not been long since the last time i saw you but somehow i've forgotten your face. i've forgotten that look in your eyes and the way you smile. i can't remember how you laugh. do you ever laugh? i remember your chuckle but no matter how hard i try i can't see you laughing...maybe you don't laugh.
how long has it been? not long. not even fifteen days. why have i forgotten how you look like then? how is it possible to forget the face you most love?

With two of this threesome quitting, it's not very hard to "guess" whose post this is. So if they're not willing to write here, and there is no one interested to replace them, then there's no point in keeping this place.