Breathing

It's over. After miss A's call two days ago, a told mr T that we couldn't go on even as friends.
I knew that it would end like this. Deep in my heart I knew that our relationship was damned after what he did to my girlfriend.
I've cried for hours after I left the room were we were playing pool and run home to my corridor. I sat outside my room door, unable to open, pressing my head against the wall, screaming. Sweet miss Tuna came and rescued me and hold me till I could breath and talk again about what happend. mr T came after a few minutes lates, just to see that I had someone there. Then he left and went away to his mother.
He called an hour or so later and we talked about everything that happened. After we hanged up I just kept on crying, but I was sure of that my decision was the right thing. After talking to miss A again I was more sure than ever that I made the right choice. I love her more than anyone on this earth and I really don't want to loose her.
I've talked to mr T on the phone once or twice and I met him yesterday to leave the last of his things and to say goodbye. Don't know if he's going to stay at the school jet or if he's leaving... But i hope he can stay here and finish his education, even if we can't speak or hang out any more.

On Thursday I'm going to Malmö with miss A. I'm really looking forward to it, I need to see her again, talk to her, kiss her, embrace her. Show how much I love her. And I think it's good for me to get away a few days.
We'll meet some of our "Gothenburg girls" and also go to Copenhagen. I shall really try to relax.

I shall try to write a bit on my novel now, but I'll write more later. Perhaps tomorrow.

All my love. /Yohanna