The good and bad times

Yet again Ive woken up far too early for a day off.
Had a rather restless night, with weird dreams haunting me, I cant remember exactly what i was dreaming, but He was there (will he ever just bugger off...?)
The last time we talked he told me he is quite upset about the things Ive written about him here, which I can understand...
I certainly haven't painted a very good picture of him.
We were together for just over 2 years so of course everything wasn't bad, we did have good, fantastic times, but I'm not ready to share that just yet.

And I feel I might be ready to write about something else now, about new times, a new life in a (in a way) new country.

But for now, I think I'm done