Grass is always greener

I am envious of my friend's ability to hear well and speak fluently. She has lots of flaws - like she can't let go of a person. But she thinks that it is okay to love someone even if she continues to talk to that person. 

If that is what she believes, then let her be. It is her own choice and I've done what I needed.

I still like Hiro. I enjoy discovering little scavenges of info about him. For example, his favorite anime is Inuyusha, then Detective Conan, then One Piece, then Dragon Ball. I remember us laughing over it, because I played Naruto song on Spotify while we were gymming. He probably thought it has been such a long time since he heard it. He also knew what is KHR, because his sister was a big fan of it. 

It is like a beach. I'm digging sand, trying to discover the little bits of treasure to know what the beach really is like. What it houses. The corpses, the sea creatures, the written letters in the sand that is erased by the wind, sea and time. That's what I feel about him.

I think I really like the boundaries he has. My father was not able to respect my boundaries, have intruded it multiple times that it makes me so disgusted by anyone who broach the boundaries. But so far, he has been enforcing boundary. I enjoy talking to him. 

I might be projecting my thoughts. He felt like a bear. But a friend said he is Buttercup so he's likely to be hot tempered. I like the reliability he carries.

I like how I would not focus on him, I'll still talk to his friend. It is less turn off.