You’ve stolen my heart

The past one week has been great. Tom came at the most appropriate time – when I was exhausted with work and studies. Although seeing him off at the airport was a bit of a sad thing because I really wanted to go to Britain myself. His presence and all the reminiscence really reminded me of who I was and how far I’ve come. And where I wanna be. Thanks Tom. We’ll meet up again soon enough!

On the other hand, I’m just not doing very well in the emotions and feelings department. At one time I thought I could let it go, but it turns out that I was only suppressing it. What should I do?