Greg Broke Up with Me
i don't want to have to repeat the details several times, so here it is...
SUNDAY
8pm... I text Greg to ask how he's feeling. He got drunk the night before with his family and had a bad hangover. He's working a Sunday shift from 4-9pm. He doesn't write back.
11pm... I call Greg to see how his day went. Get voicemail, left a message.
12am... I'm in a panic because Greg hasn't called or texted me. I fear that he got mugged outside of work. All these thoughts run through my head.
12:30am... I debate driving to his place to see if he's okay. Maybe he just fell straight asleep after coming home... I feel sick to my stomach.
1:30am... After I fall into a restless sleep, Greg texts me. Said he had a meeting with his ex-domestic partner, Aaron. Apparently it was ugly. He calls me. He sounds very upset. Says he needs a break from us. Says Aaron wants to sue him for his pension and his condo, doesn't want me involved. He says he feels ashamed. He has a meeting with lawyers and Aaron the next day. I'm confused, but decide not to argue the point until tomorrow.
MONDAY
1pm... I send him a text like we always do during the day. He writes back that he can't handle talking to me right now. I have a really bad knot in my stomach for the rest of the day. I can't concentrate.
6pm... I leave work right on time to go buy him a Curious George doll (he once mentioned he liked him) and leave the doll and a note outside his apartment door, saying I want to be by his side while he goes through this. I don't want a break. I write that I love him. I know that he's at the meeting, so I don't expect to hear back.
TUESDAY
4pm... I ask to meet Greg tonight to discuss what's going on. I need a better explanation in person if it's the end of our relationship. I hope at worst, it's just a break, but I can't understand why he wouldn't be able to go through it with me. He writes back, says he's not a good person, doesn't want to talk until he pulls himself together. The "good person" remark sticks with me. I ask him when he thinks he'll feel better. Days, weeks, months? No response. Finally, suspicious, I ask, "Are you getting back together with Aaron?" No reponse. I realize if that was NOT the truth, he would've written back immediately.
7:30pm... I drive out to Greg's apartment, but call first. I get his voicemail. I say I'll be there at 8. The knot in my stomach is killing me. I fear that maybe the stress from Aaron's lawsuit might have made him do something drastic, like hurt himself. I think of how I'll get into the apartment to check on him if he isn't there.
8pm... Greg is not there. The Curious George doll and letter are still sitting outside his door. I'm in total fear. I call him. This time he answers. He sounds cold. He says he's not there. He asks if I'm okay. I say no. Finally, he tells me the truth: a couple weeks ago he realized he still had feelings for Aaron. They were reconfirmed on Sunday when he saw him. Aaron wants him back. He even sort of said he'd drop the suit if Greg would take him back. Greg realizes he wants Aaron back, too. I'm too stunned to say anything. It's so hard to collect my thoughts. I don't want to cry, but manage to ask if Greg had seen Aaron before Sunday. He says no and I know he's telling the truth. He assures me it's not me and feels awful. He says he has to go, gets off the phone rather quick.
I leave the doll and note at his place. I get back to my car, expecting to cry. All I can do is more or less dry heave. I feel a little better. But I can't seem to cry. I still haven't cried. Instead, that knot in my stomach has also spread to my heart. My heart hurts. Physically. It's true, I think you can feel your heart break. I can't hate Greg. I hate me. I hate that I couldn't hold onto his love. I hate that I never said in person that I loved him. I hate that I'll probably never see him again. And I hate the thought he'll be happy with someone else. My head is pounding, my heart is pounding. I guess I'm devastated. I'll be okay though. I know this sounds incredibly emotional, but I'll be okay. I don't know why I haven't cried. Anyway, thanks for reading.
SUNDAY
8pm... I text Greg to ask how he's feeling. He got drunk the night before with his family and had a bad hangover. He's working a Sunday shift from 4-9pm. He doesn't write back.
11pm... I call Greg to see how his day went. Get voicemail, left a message.
12am... I'm in a panic because Greg hasn't called or texted me. I fear that he got mugged outside of work. All these thoughts run through my head.
12:30am... I debate driving to his place to see if he's okay. Maybe he just fell straight asleep after coming home... I feel sick to my stomach.
1:30am... After I fall into a restless sleep, Greg texts me. Said he had a meeting with his ex-domestic partner, Aaron. Apparently it was ugly. He calls me. He sounds very upset. Says he needs a break from us. Says Aaron wants to sue him for his pension and his condo, doesn't want me involved. He says he feels ashamed. He has a meeting with lawyers and Aaron the next day. I'm confused, but decide not to argue the point until tomorrow.
MONDAY
1pm... I send him a text like we always do during the day. He writes back that he can't handle talking to me right now. I have a really bad knot in my stomach for the rest of the day. I can't concentrate.
6pm... I leave work right on time to go buy him a Curious George doll (he once mentioned he liked him) and leave the doll and a note outside his apartment door, saying I want to be by his side while he goes through this. I don't want a break. I write that I love him. I know that he's at the meeting, so I don't expect to hear back.
TUESDAY
4pm... I ask to meet Greg tonight to discuss what's going on. I need a better explanation in person if it's the end of our relationship. I hope at worst, it's just a break, but I can't understand why he wouldn't be able to go through it with me. He writes back, says he's not a good person, doesn't want to talk until he pulls himself together. The "good person" remark sticks with me. I ask him when he thinks he'll feel better. Days, weeks, months? No response. Finally, suspicious, I ask, "Are you getting back together with Aaron?" No reponse. I realize if that was NOT the truth, he would've written back immediately.
7:30pm... I drive out to Greg's apartment, but call first. I get his voicemail. I say I'll be there at 8. The knot in my stomach is killing me. I fear that maybe the stress from Aaron's lawsuit might have made him do something drastic, like hurt himself. I think of how I'll get into the apartment to check on him if he isn't there.
8pm... Greg is not there. The Curious George doll and letter are still sitting outside his door. I'm in total fear. I call him. This time he answers. He sounds cold. He says he's not there. He asks if I'm okay. I say no. Finally, he tells me the truth: a couple weeks ago he realized he still had feelings for Aaron. They were reconfirmed on Sunday when he saw him. Aaron wants him back. He even sort of said he'd drop the suit if Greg would take him back. Greg realizes he wants Aaron back, too. I'm too stunned to say anything. It's so hard to collect my thoughts. I don't want to cry, but manage to ask if Greg had seen Aaron before Sunday. He says no and I know he's telling the truth. He assures me it's not me and feels awful. He says he has to go, gets off the phone rather quick.
I leave the doll and note at his place. I get back to my car, expecting to cry. All I can do is more or less dry heave. I feel a little better. But I can't seem to cry. I still haven't cried. Instead, that knot in my stomach has also spread to my heart. My heart hurts. Physically. It's true, I think you can feel your heart break. I can't hate Greg. I hate me. I hate that I couldn't hold onto his love. I hate that I never said in person that I loved him. I hate that I'll probably never see him again. And I hate the thought he'll be happy with someone else. My head is pounding, my heart is pounding. I guess I'm devastated. I'll be okay though. I know this sounds incredibly emotional, but I'll be okay. I don't know why I haven't cried. Anyway, thanks for reading.
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