MeTo and I had dinner Friday night to talk about the necessary steps we were going to take in order to save our relationship. It was not that we were in danger of breaking up but we had got to a point where we both realized things had to change for both our sanities’ sake.
We met on South Street and had a nice dinner at a German restaurant; it was the first time I went to a restaurant of that type. The food was great but the conversation was not filled with cool hot topics. We talked about every aspect of our relationship and what we could do to repair it. The conversation lasted the entire dinner.
I have to admit I did meet him with a little contempt I was not happy that he insisted on dealing with this now. But the end of our conversation I did feel we were on the road to progress. He got to know me a little better and I found out how he felt about me a little better.
We latter decided to grab a drink from Q lounge, I was dying to see what the new placed looked like. It was clear that he was feeling better about the situation but I was still not in the mood to be all lovey dovey. As the night progressed so did the time and b4 we knew it was too late for him to get back home safely.
I called Kim to see if we could crash at her place and I got her voice mail, so I sent her a text. To my surprise, she called me while we were in 12 Air and I explained to her what was going on and she was in the city and decided to come pick us up.
Kim and MeTo hit it off and I was happy that they seemed to get along really well. We chatted for a little bit once we got to her house then I just passed out. In the morning, she and her new roommate had to go to a meeting. While they were out MeTo and I relaxed and got a little touchy, feely I was not in the mood but I pretended to be for his sake.
He later wanted to go out to eat so I texted Kim and asked if she and her roommate wanted to go to Denny’s she told me that we would all go to this other one that she liked a lot. The dinner was cool and the food was excellent. I was shocked to see that all she ordered was oatmeal. She then dropped us off at the Chester transportation center where MeTo and I took the R2. I got off at my stop and he continued to center city so he could go back home.
I was somewhat happy to see him go. I needed time to digest what we talked about and for him to show me he meant what he said.
I got to my mom’s and watched a movie with her and my step dad. The rest of the day just went slow and I packed to go to my grandmother’s. The next day I was going with them to my father’s grace to pay respects for his birthday. I thought it stupid but I went to make my grandmother happy.
I got to my grandmother’s just as my aunt was leaving for work and we all chatted for a brief stent. I then went to watch TV. While I was watching MeTo called and decided to read me a love letter that I had written him, it was the one I wrote after he threw me the surprise party. When he finished reading I remembered the feelings I had when I wrote it and was reminded how much he still means to me, more today than yesterday. I finally started to miss him as I was supposed to be. After watching two and a half movies, I called it a night and went to bed. I hated the fact that he was not there for me to cuddle with. It took a while but I went to sleep.
The next morning I was dressed and left with my family for the long drive to my father’s cemetery. Immediately after getting back, I had my aunt take me to the EL and I was on my way back to MeTo a day early. On the first of November.
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