Here is the deal, he was there waiting for me the day after Christmas and yes, it was a romantic gesture. However, the feeling I had in the pit of my stomach was not a feeling I liked and not a feeling I knew what to do. He was in love with me, and as much as I wanted to be, I wasn't in love with him. I thought I was, but I wasn't.
So just as quickly as things fell into place, they feel apart.
I haven't spoken to, called, text or seen him in 21 days, and unfortunately I feel no regret.
