i wanted to call him so bad last night, knowing i told myself i wasnt, but i missed him so, and i did, i finally called him.....the conversation started out really well, he was actually talking and we remensced about a past we would never be able to return too. it came down to it, where were we at carlos? were we ever going to be the same again....i knew the answer, no i asked him where he stood and what his feelings were, he said concentrating on working hard, o see, but what are your feelings? he wouldnt tell me, i knew it was bad again i asked him, and he said he had to leave, so i asked him again, what are your feelings the main part is gone was his solemn answer gone? how could everything i worked so hard to keep be gone in a instant? he said we were pretty much done but I knew that I would never give up as long as he still loved me so i asked him do you still love me or is that gone too he wouldnt answer i already knew asked again and he stayed silent i knew the worse had happened, he didnt love did he ever? i yelled out of bitterness that you have to try to love someone, it just doesnt happen....and in the end i said that sucks cos i still love you and i pressed the off button it was over over