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September 22, 2003
The End of An Affair
Yesterday I told T (who should, till the end of the year, be my new "you" or "him", don't you think? lol) that sometimes, I feel like I could talk to him forever.
He replied that sometimes, he feels that he could talk to me forever, and sometimes, he feels that we just did talk forever, and that he is going to talk to me forever.
We spoke from 8.30pm to 6am this morning. Until he insisted I had to go to bed. And I reluctantly collapsed from exhaustion.
We have been talking to each other almost everyday for almost six months now. And we can still talk forever. The days we don't get to talk to each other, the days we miss talking to each other miserably. How can two people have that much to talk about? Most often or not, I will freak out at too frequent a contact, too close a contact, too much of contact. More often, I would get bored and need a break. And most often too, people find me too intense and require a break from me. And the times we do meet, we can't get enough of each other.
T says I amaze him and I keep amazing him. And that he has never met anyone who has amazed him before, let alone so often. But he refuses to tell me how.
All we know is that we have 46 days till we get to spend 55 days together. It is 55+46 days to the end of the year.
And as I've told him, 55+46 days would be the end of an affair.
He counts down to 46 days. I count down to 55+46 days. And I've given up New York City so as to maximise T-time. :)
And we maintain we are good friends. And we maintain a non-committal relationship.
And I know, that phrase itself, is an absolute cop-out. An oxymoron.
Posted by lainey at September 22, 2003 04:23 PM