| | frank showed up at my door yesterday. I heard a knock on the door and there he was, with a ring... my class ring that I left at his place a long time ago. (he moved to Reno last weekend) God, it was good to see him. I mean, it hurt like hell, that's for sure. I keep thinking I have it together, and then I saw him and realized how empty my life really is. I guess what made me the most sad was that seeing him there was so comfortable and so right, our relationship is still functional (our romantic relationship), but its not going to happen, and I don't even feel like crying out why any more. It just isn't. I can get along without him, I know this, and I will have to, because he doesn't want to be with me... or he feels he can't or whatever it really is. He's coming down this weekend to pick up the last of his shit, so that will be nice, and he invited me over to his new pad for the weekend after. Sigh... well I am so damn tired (didn't get much sleep, he spent the night), I am going to bathe and then read in bed.
posted by Amber at 9:07 PM
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