Mike, is it the end?

Well, here comes an entry that I don't like to think about.

Over the past few weeks, I have weighed in a lot of things, and have had a chance to think a log. I talked with friends, and checked all options.

Things were going wonderful with me and Mike. We had a grea time, and things were enjoyable.

Now, it's nowhere near what it used to be. Things changed a fair amount when he moved to Athens.

My warm and friendly boyfriend faded away. The sweet words decreased, and the calls ceased.

It seems I can't lift him up, I can't make him happy.

I put my best effort forward, but to no avail.

So, faced with a decision, I've made my mind. I have told him we need to talk, but he has brief amounts of time to talk. I wish to talk with him, and see how things are before finalizing anything, but... I just don't know.

I dread the moment if things go a certain way. No matter what one plans, one can't change the circumstances and events that arise afterwards. So many dreams, wonderful thoughts, and great things all in line.

We shall see what will be...