O wait, those are tears! Yuppers. El Diablo has gained a conscience overnight. He called me this morning from his route, crying. He wants me back, can't stand going home to an empty house, etc...Well, where was all this realization before?
We've had this discussion a few times, and I reminded him that he chose this. I seem to recall he was really happy to not have me in his life ever again. Actually, I have his exact words recorded somewhere.
Don't get me wrong, I do feel sorry for him. I think that's it though. I no longer imagine a life with him, at least, not like before. I am hoping that we'll become friends one day, because I think we've been through so much together, that it would be strange to not be in each other's life.
Plus, I can still kick his ass at Skip-Bo, and that should count towards something.
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