I emailed him.
I know, I know. But whatever. It was good. Or at least, I thought it was good. I apologized for being an ass, he told me he misses me and seeing certain pictures of me hurts.
I feel a lot better. Is that wrong? I just really needed something from him. Anything. Knowing that he feels at least a little like I do is comforting, in a way.
Still giving him all of the space and time he needs and wants to try to make it work with his wife. He told me again that their plan is for the end of the year.
I love him so much, but I don't know if I want to put my whole life on hold so that I can wait and see. I mean, I do, but I don't.
I'll just play it by ear.
3:17 p.m. - 2014-04-23