He flew out to Chicago for a surprise visit back in June but after that he told me he didn't want to pursue a long-distance relationship anymore. That it had become too painful to see each other, only to be separated afterwards.
I think he was being realistic. With him being from a Latin country, his chances of relocating here were next to none. I guess I was the hopeful one. I thought we'd find a way down the road.
Maybe I was naïve in thinking love would've been enough--that I would've been enough--to keep him around. Because if I were truly someone special, he wouldn't want to let me go.
In any case, I have to give him the space and time he asked for.
We ended things on a very caring and loving note and I'm certain we'll always be in each other's lives in some form or another.
For now--to help me cope--I try to pretend the last several months were just a dream.
Here's a piece of Mail Art I made for him just after his last visit. He has a very strong connection to nature and plants (like myself). Dried leaves from my collection were the inspiration for this piece.
Leaves on backing board - 5 1/2" x 5 1/2" (Assumed LOST)
The address side (lined with origami paper)
Close-up glitter shot!
He seemed to be having a hard time back home and I wanted to show my support overseas and send him some love. Literally.
Last I heard, the Mail Art never arrived. Fitting, I think, and perhaps for the best.
Some things just aren't meant to be.
Thank you for everything, chapin. It was nice being loved...even if for a little while.