My friends threw a surprise going away party for me last night. I am surprised to find that I love them. And they care for me? Crazy. I deeply love my (ex)boyfriend. Even though the party was tiring for all of us, being in the middle of the week, they were all there, in good spirits, sticking it through. And my dear B… I almost cried when I hugged him at the end of the night. Our relationship may have been a dead end, but our friendship has blossomed into something possibly, hopefully invincible, or so I tell us both.