It's been 2 weeks since I last saw Rich Finland.

I pretty much broke his heart when I left New Jersey. He told me he was absolutely crushed and hurt because he thought that I would stay with him.

We didn't talk after I said goodbye. I spent my last week in America without talking to him, and I guess I felt sad because I really liked him, but sometimes life is just too good to be true.

I enjoyed being with him and talking about things. We talked about how ridiculous people can be with their evil attitudes and stuff. Our conversations were mostly constructive, and sometimes we would just keep quiet and sit in the car and watch the sky (his car has a sun roof).

Those silences were comfortable and not awkward. We didn't need words, and those quiet moments felt great. And when I said goodbye, I guess I really hurt him. He didn't want to talk to me after that.

But he and I were able to talk during my last night in America, when I was back in California. He admitted that he was mad, because he wanted me to stay there forever. But then he also said that he understood things better, and even if it hurts, he just had to let me go because we are two worlds apart.

He did tell me that he'll always remember me, and that he would wait for me, even if it took forever. Now that part was really sweet, but come on, he's a guy. I have to draw the line somewhere. Even if he 'promised', I have to be realistic about things. Because like I said, life is too good to be true.

I'm sure he'll eventually find someone else, someone who lives in the same world as his. And I'll just be a girl he met and admired from afar.

I know it hurts, but I have to accept it. Though truth is hard to swallow, it will set you free.

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