Well, what can I say, sometimes I don't make the right choices. A week had passed that he was away and my heart hurt so much that when he called and told me that he had nowhere to go I felt bad and let him come back. Sometimes I swear I can be such a dummy. It didn't take him long to leave again, two nights to be exact, and he was gone again. I just don't get it. He has to be the grimiest of anyone I've ever met. When he came back he literally cried telling me how sorry he was and that he couldn't live without me. and he sounded so sincere. I got to hand it to him, the boy could win an oscar. It was just so cruel because we got along so well and then poof, he went to work and never came back. I got an excuse that he needed to go somewhere for a friend but when he never came home I knew the real reason. And when I spoke with him that night he really bawled confessing his love. What an ass. I can't for the life of me figure out what's so wrong with me. I mean, I'm not that hideous. And through all of this, I met a great friend. Someone that I could see as maybe more. Someone who would actually treat me with some respect. And that would be good for me. But I fear that because I keep staying on this rollercoaster with a certain person, I fear I totally screwed it up.