I was horrible to him because I couldn't stand what I was feeling, it was overwhelming and I just needed him to let go of me. And even so he took his time. And I love him so fckng much. Even though it was all an illusion of my mind, as he told me. I still feel he's the love of my life. 💔

(post-conversation with Y and seeing him so endearing and emotional - like the person I fell in love with and thought that it existed - on a couple of pictures of someone else by chance, stirred me up again and also finally took B.'s advice and made one last sketch after all this time, and it was by memory too)