There's really not much to say.
This isn't three steps back.
This is back to square one.
Frankly I have no idea what He wants and is going to do...because He has no clue.
I'm still buried deep within my own mind.
I'm sure there's a breakdown and outright horrible reaction waiting for when I do emerge.
He told me yesterday when I saw Him that the time frame on things is moved.
After our conversation last night, I'm not convinced there will ever be anything more than a friendship.
Some part of me knew it was too good to be true. It's why I set the expectation bar low. But the man gave me hope. That bloody dangerous and destructive thing.
I shouldn't be this angry, sad, hurt, disappointed. I do understand from His perspective.
It's just...these are the same things that have been around all along.
I hate when people tell me they're going to do something and then don't. There's always a reason of course.
I'm dysfunctional as fuck but at the end of the day I say "suck it buttercup" and I do what I said I was going to do.
The problem is what exists now? Then let's stir the pot and see what happens. *grins evilly*