This morning, we returned to school to get the diplomas. On the way we went back home I received the message from Any said she was downtown, too. But I was in my dad's car, I have no choice. Actually I wanted to meet Any, be with her. However, I faded the mood of that though I didn't really want to do so. I wondered if Any wanna meet me as well, but she would also just want to give me a greet, as a friend, an ordinary friend.
   Getting the diploma means I have graduated from the high school, yes, I do have. It seems that my love has graduated. too, with my graduation. But where is its diploma? Any is gone, love is gone, no diplomas, all is gone, only leaves me endless pains and sad memory. Why? Yeah, my love is not graduated, but is dismissed.
   My graduation and dismission will enter the university with me? That's not what I expect, indeed.

   The mark-line of the first batch has been released. Of course I am not beyond the line, so is Any. I should be in Hangzhou Digital University, while she will face the danger of being handed back her archives. Even if not so, we can't be in the same school, either. Maybe it is boomed to separate us. I asked her whether she still loved me, she said "Maybe". The first day we broke up I had asked the same question, she answered me "Do", as well as the second day. But today is different. Why? I think the only explanation is that she feels living  more happily without me. I wonder if it makes any sense for me to save my remained love.
   Timmy, Any is really gone, you may want to grasp, however, it is beyond your power.

Just for commemorating my gone love. I really hate to give up. I think there won't be a new girl-owner of it for a rather long time. So, just keep it in my memory until the new owner appears. Regard it as a witness of my 3 years' love.

 It's the second day after breaking up with Any. Two days with seldom sleep, which make me feel tired and languish. I don't feel used to waking up so early while staying up all night. She has gone donwtown, but I have no qualification or courage to follow. Just now I went downstairs to drive to have breakfast, but the motorbike is gone. I even have no words to leave when read her blogs. Yeah, all things are unaccustomed without her.
 She says she is happy, really happy. I should have felt happy as well because of her happiness, but I haven't. The other way round, I feel sad. Yesterday I told some friends that we had broken up. Almost all of them thought I was joking. Our amativeness seems so long and strong in others' eyes, while it seems rather weak at the same time.Unbelievable.
 Baby, without me, the earth still keeps rotating, right? But to me, it's opposite.

I have never thought of that my love will be the fetter of Any. So maybe she is fond of what I was just as I want her to be what she was. We both like the first year of amativeness which was with pure love and pure missing of each other. That's just what I wanna own, pure and simple love, with my girl, Any. And now it seems that both of us have to change to save our dangerous love if she do have same the desire as me. If she will change her temper and so will I, I believe we can make it. Amativeness is based on love, and run by both two guys. Yes, it needs maintenance, by heart and passion. I have to thank Any of her pointing out my mistake, and I'm now ready to correct. I apprehend that Any likes to be free, I won't restrict her as before, I trust her. And Any, I wish her to improve the attitude on me, clear about that I'm not a guy to be vented her angry by her, but his boyfriend, the one she loves most. I also need her love, awareness, care and supporting. I wanna her be the girl who always tells me many things, likes smiling and joking, and then there isn't any gulf between us. Our amativeness will be romantic and enviable. We can be tacit and harmonious. Shall we make it, baby? I'm waiting.
Trust me, just have a little faith.