Mar 26, 2017 23:34
It's been two months since Mike broke up with me. While a lot has changed, a lot still hasn't. I can't believe it's been two months already. This is the same amount of time I was in Europe. It's half the amount of time we had together. It seems like so long, but I still feel his touch.
He's still not talking to me. It's been two weeks since I sent him the email asking him to contact me when he wants to be friends. He's not concerned with that. I've made some friends in the rockhounding community. I am still talking to Jake, and hanging out with Lanny and Juliet and Mo. I like talking to Jake... I went on a not-date last night with guy from OKC, Carlos. He looks like Mike. He had nothing on his profile, but that is why I contacted him. We went to McMenamins in Bothell and then went back to his place and had some drinks and amazing sex. I stayed over and we hung out all day, watching TV, eating, playing video games. He's unappologetically opinionated. We had fun. He doesn't want to be "involved" with anyone, surprise surprise. I don't like this not because it isn't a relationship, but because I think he will be overly distant making sure it's not a relationship. I think spending time with someone is nice when there is a physical aspect, and I don't think he'll provide that.
We watched John Wick, and the dog dies, it just reminded me of Opal. I miss the dogs. A lot. I was there when she was a little baby too small to take home. I named her, and gave her shots. It makes me really sad that I wont know her or chevy, and that I wont know the kids.
I'm still sad that this person who was just an amazing light to me is now gone. I liked his eye crinkles and his voice, the way he laughed and made me laugh. He had dainty shoulders but strong legs and hands. He is not replaceable. I have a Mike sized hole that no one can fill.