Long distance

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We met while we were on our holiday. We were staying at the same hostel and it was like love at first sight. When I saw him I was just amazed as if I had discovered a new animal species in a wild life forest. To me he looked like a disney prince. Perfect blend of femininity and masculinity. I think he felt the same for me too.

we were both very attracted to each other. He is an observer type. He must have a perfectly planned out scheme to carry out his thoughts. He is thoughtful and introspective.
At the time I was hanging out with a few other guys and didn't mind receiving attention from them.
One day I found out he moved to another town without a word so I was left alone in the hostel. After some time he showed up in a bar on a Friday. We became friends and he invited to his place on occasions. He never talked about his plans or about himself. If I didn't do the talking and questioning he would just sit silent then ask me if it was okay to go back to his room. I heard from his friend that he had been planning to travel somewhere else in a month time. When he was leaving I decided I didn't want to stay in town without him so I went to travel in Asia. We said goodbye but kept contact. I was the one who was sending him messages all the time. He hardly ever spoke to me first. When I returned home I began to wonder if he forgot me and it was all just one of those holiday romance things. I was emotionally unstable, very anxious. Eventually he blocked me on Facebook (yea I know. tragic)
After four months I flew to his home and saw him again. He seemed very excited because it was meant to be a surprise. Then he told me he would take me around the city. He was calm and almost bored. I felt like I was wasting his time. I felt unattractive, sorry and confused. We went out for another day then it was time for me to go back. After then I kept messaging him once in every two weeks. Then he told me why I was talking to him so often. He told me maybe I wasn't trusting him. This was the last thing we ever said. At the time I just needed to talk and share my life with a person I like. I sent him two of my favourite books through his friend. Nothing was said. It was his birthday about two months ago and I didn't say anything. I became very frustrated and deleted my facebook account which was our only mean of communication.
I don't have any questions. I've been feeling sad the whole time and had to write about it anonymously. Thanks for reading my story