We are back on talking terms, chatting and having fun. Seems more happy prior to our breakup.

However, there is this inner devil of mine, wishing us to return to where we were. Those memories were good, and you wld always want to relive them. I guess, its not possible anymore. She has taken the first step, i will have to treasure this friendship and start moving on.

I have to find a new hobby to devote in during this moment of loss. Drawing seems to help alot. Her interest in arts did perk me a little, but we fundamentally draw different things, so its an inert interest i wld say.

Im not good at drawing borders, i wish they never remain, but they have to be construed to remind me of where i stand.