so, we finally had dinner together after a month of anguish, bitter emails and uglier online chatting. naturally, she look as ever gorgeous with her little made-by-a-little-chinese lady beany and the hundreds of hindu style bracelets on her. she joked that she should have been born indian or asian because she so drawn into those cultures.
cut to the chase, four days later and we’re hugging and kissing like we just met last night. confusion sets in but we both agree that space is needed to recenter ourselves. we know that the relationship will pick up again but we want to learn from our mistakes from the past several months. life smells good again.
the yoyo’s yanked up, the yoyo’s thrown down…