I have to be okay on my own terms

These days i haven’t been feeling sad anymore, your best friend, Sylvain has been a real nice man and he made me feel better. He messaged me a couple of weeks ago asking how i was doing and he said that he wanted to help. I was skeptic and thought about what kind of games are you guys playing. He told me if i want to talk, i can talk with him and i said “talk to his best friend? That’s so nice but i would rather not” but he said that he really wanted to help so i kind of open myself to him. He was super nice and genuine. He gave me compliments that was totally sweet. He said sweet things like “je comprends pas comment on peut quitter une perle comme toi” or “t’es trop chou” because i remembered something he said before to me, or “t’es gentille” and so much more. He was a nice man and i did not expect that from someone who is super close to you. He even accompany me to the foire where you promised to go with me. It was so nice of him going all the way to Strasbourg even after work to accompany me. There was one attraction that i can’t get up to because it was too high for me and he lift me up there. He paid for most of the attractions we played and he was super nice to take me back home. But it kind of makes me sad that in the end, he said that we’ll probably won’t see each other again since I’m going back to indonesia in a week. I don’t know if that means like ever or for what. But the chanches are, we’ll never see each other again. We can’t even be “potes” because it’ll be weird in a lot of ways. Thanks to you, but thanks to you too i get to know a nice man like him.  It made me realise that nice man are still exist. I felt loved by people who i thought wouldn’t give a damn about me. Anyway, before i went to the foire, i told jessie that I felt better ever since i talked to him, but jessie told me as long as i don’t depend my happiness on him. She is right. The moment i realise i might never see him again, i was kind of sad. That’s why I’m writing this. I think to myself, have to get better  with by own self, not depending on someone else, of the affection someone gave to me. He did helped, and i have to finish it, by my own. I’ll get better, thanks to everyone including little words from Dwayne saying that how much you’ll missed out by dumping me, Barbara and Zoé who’s been a dear and cheers me up by being my friends, but in the end, it’s me who have to make peace with myself. I regret nothing in life, including dating you even if it hurts like fuck once you left me, but since we broke up, i saw how much people love me and i should be thankful for that. And that’s exactly the reason why i have to be okay. Because i am loved by people around me.