I met him for coffee after my Trent time today.
I did the grown-up thing, chose to stick to morals, chose that over desire. It was hard.
And he brought more flowers. Looked like he got all dolled up ... But I did the right thing, and I think we'll still be friends. But I had to set boundaries. Was the right thing.
This staying home when R gone is also hard. To quote Wilco, "I hate it here. When you're gone." And the cold November rain does not help.
