(I try not to say much cause it's very personal. But we both were going through stuff. I'm not gonna lie we were taking it out on each other. And we didn't need that.)
So being apart meant not being with each other anymore. He didn't want it and I didn't either but i think in the very end it was away of god letting us having a break and figure out ourself. Stuff happen but that was life. We both loved each other. We never ever stopped loving each other. I messed up he messed up. But we loved each other with each and every flaw that we have. Just let me tell you I have never have yet met a guy who can give me goosebumps and butterflies like it was the first time all over again. At one point in life I wanted to hate this guy....but I just couldn't. He has this magical charm I don't know how he does it. So mean while he worked on himself and so far I'm very impressed on how far he has made it. As for me I did work on myself and I also learn a bit about somethings.
