Do we need distance to get close?

As everyone know [wait, who?! nobody read it] there is a Mr. Big in my life. Yeah, that one from Sex and the city, the sexy man. You know him? Yeah, you know him, that's good. Okay, I have my own Mr. Fucking Big. Yes, he broke my heart, no only once... but twice! And now he is in the USA, maybe kissing every american girl... and I'm here, writing about him. Last summer, oh yeah, last summer was the best summer in my whole life. But of course, he run away. I saw him kissing another girl, a fucking bitch! It was for sure the most horrible experience. We haven't talked face to face for months! He only talks to me when both of us are online. He made me hate him hahahaHA. And that's why ... I kissed his friend last Saturday night! Okay, I know, that's not right and I'm not proud of it... And the worst? Can it be worst? Yes! I was thinking about Mr. Big while I was kissing the other guy. And iugh, he didn't have bubble gume, that was disgusting.
And thanks to that fucking kiss, I'm completely sure, that I still feel something for Big.
Okay, that's all.