Me:
Woah. That’s a big leap. Calm down.
David:
You’ll see.
It’s weird, because we haven’t been talking for long, but I miss Timmy during his absence. I’ve gotten used to looking forward to hearing from him, and even though it’s early days, I just have a feeling about him.
And the other guys I’ve been chatting to really aren’t holding my attention in the same way.
I’m caught up on my TV shows, and other than skating around my apartment, I’m left with the daunting task of packing everything up.
It’s quite miserable, frankly. I’m sad about my breakup, even though I know it’s for the best, and I can’t punish myself by sitting here dwelling on that pain.
A Few DaysLater
Timmy:
Hey.
Sure enough, he appears again, acting like nothing happened.
Me:
You disappeared.
Timmy:
Sorry, shit just got busy.
I had to drive my friend around a lot and was working.
His excuse rings a bit hollow, but again, I’m not dating the guy, so I don’t really have any type of claim on him or how he chooses to spend his time.
I have a ton of questions, but it doesn’t feel like my place to ask.
I just know this doesn’t feel good.
Timmy:
What were you up to while I was gone?
Me:
Check this out.
I send him the video.
Timmy:
Oh my god, that is fucking awesome . Ikeep watching it.
Did that hurt? Are you okay? You ate shit pretty hard!
Me:
I was stunned for a moment, and my tailbone still hurts a bit.