I do not know what to do with nostalgia. It falls on me regularly, now she has a firm grip on me again. I drift in the news recently sports, go swimming and jogging. I meet up with B and spend nice moments. Yes, nice moments. The love of my heart, but is far away, geographically and in fact, a chimera of the same. And yet I can not let go because the feeling of longing is stronger than anything else. I have learned to deal with it. Mostly it goes well, but today it hurts a bit, the factual even looking in his eyes. The bitter apple, which I will now eat as part of my dinner is, I taste it in every case.
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