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[astrojax 69], i'm not sure if i fit into the reality or fantasy part of yr life. when you work out which one and, most crucially, finish yr book, then give me a call. i'm sorry, i need time out. pls don't come to [name of pub we were meeting at tonight]
[demanding lover] xoxoxo
so reads the message of goodbye. this from a friend of near thirteen years and a new-ish relationship since early jan that started when she moved in as a housemate and developed the friendship we already had - and having almost got it together eleven or so yrs ago... thought it was all going well. i can reaf the signs, can't i.
by txt. fuck.
we had a long conversation yesterday in which i thought i had outlined my position on how and why i love her, what she means and where i see us going; she seemed happy enough and i left her in my bed this am [she has a last day off, been crook with a cold this wk] smiling at me, telling me she'll see me at the pub after work tonight. fuck.
sure, i have recently come out of a near ten yr relationship, ended in first august, then really finally november last year, involved a sort of infatuation with another woman, one i actually actively didn't want - drove me to distraction and lead to life on anti-depressants - but i have done a lot of moving on since then. and this wonderful person helped enormously.
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