Bye Bye Baby

Last night the SSM and I finally had the talk. You know the one where you look each other in the eyes and admit that he is moving across the county. I wish I could tell you that we have decided to drop everything and just make this work, but we aren’t. He is moving and needs to start his life there. I am not moving and need to continue to live my life here. What does all that mean? Starting Friday I will officially be The Single Girl again.

It was kind of funny I said I wanted to talk about what was going to happen now and he said, in a slightly whiny tone “I don’t want to deal with this right now; I want to talk about it on Thursday.” To which I responded … right, Thursday when we are both fueled by alcohol and the heightened emotions of saying goodbye to everyone. I don’t think so, we need to talk now. After a bit of hesitation he told me this is the most functional relationship that he has ever been and that I have taught him what he is worth, that he deserves respect, what a relationship can and should be like and that moving forward no matter what happens he will take this experience with him for the rest of his life. What do you say to that but Wow (which is what I said).

He asked me what I needed and I told him I didn’t need anything and that what I wanted doesn’t really matter because he has already made up his mind. I told him that I was falling for him and then wished I could bolt out of the room, but we were at my house, so what can you do. We both said we never meant for this to happen, it was only supposeot be a fling but here we are.

We talked until very late and decided very little. I don’t know what to tell you dreamers, I am a bit dazed and hurt but not at all surprised. The good news for you folks is very soon this blog will go back to living the dream and stop being a sounding board for my doomed summer fling.

…but not quite yet …

xo

The Single Girl