There’s a difference between loving the idea of someone and actually loving who they really are.

times changes and it fly through; you know three persons that correspond with you at the same time; feeling what they feeling; do not know what they exactly know because no one is telling the whole truth to each other; you kept saying you need me; the other one has turmoil happening with his current life; the last one we celebrated a fantastic event together; in the end it all ends with sex; it always does and in the end you always leave; always; so why should i care anyway.