Monday, December 14, 2015

The day after.

I called out his name this morning. There was no reply.

He flew back home last night and my apartment feels terribly empty.

Over three years in the making, it finally culminated into something tangible--something amazing--last week.

I miss him already. A lot.

But better to have had a taste of what could be than nothing at all. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

There must be a way to make it work (there must!) but neither of us knows how just yet. I do fear it may all dissolve into the ether but we'll see what happens.

In the meantime, I hope he remains in my life, and me in his heart.


carlnepa said...

Good thing you got that queen size bed. Big enough but not too big.

naturgesetz said...

Wow, Dean! This is quite a surprise. You managed to avoid giving any indication something was in the offing.

Long-distance relationships can work, I gather, as long as the parties are wiling. I think if there is a three year background to last week, you guys are capable of keeping it alive. No doubt you'll stay in touch. What is important isn't so much being with one another as that the love remains, because then, even if he's not present, you aren't alone

Anyway, congratulations on having made the connection

Dean Grey said...





"Long-distance relationships can work, I gather, as long as the parties are wiling."

I agree completely but after talking with him about it, he doesn't seem to want a long-distance relationship.

All we'll ever be are close friends unless he moves here to Chicago.


I never mentioned any of it because up until this point, we were really pen-pals that gradually got closer these last couple of months. Those feelings manifested into something tangible when he came to visit me at the beginning of December.

Where it'll end up, I'm not sure, but it looks like I'm back to being alone again.



Thanks to both of you for commenting here!