I don’t know…..
I saw Mike at lunch. He was receptive to talking. I asked him point blank if he was lying to me when he told me he was the happiest he had ever been when we were together. He said he meant every word of it that he was the happiest he had ever been with me. I asked him what the problem was then and he said, I don’t even know? I looked him in the eye and I told him that I wanted our life back and he said he did too and that he was working on it, that he would give it thought, to give him more time to think about but he wanted that too. I said okay. I told him I loved him and that I wasn’t going to apologize for the intensity of the love that we had for each other. That I was glad that I was capable of love on that level. I also told him I was very sorry for being dependant on him for my happiness. Told him I was working on it. With that I left and well, I just do not want to have hope, I do not want to be disappointed. Yet again. But I have faith in him, and he looks so tired and well, he looks so good and for the first time I feel like it might all work out if I just acquire a little patience.