Well, he just left. He sat next to me on the couch, which was the first sign of trouble. We went through his tax things and chatted and joked for a bit. And then he kissed me. I pulled back at first but he smelled so good, so familiar. And his touch and his lips. And I gave in. I enjoyed it for a minute or two and then I kind of stopped, pulled back. He asked if I wanted him to move away and I said yes. I said that we've been going in circles for three years and it's getting us no where. We keep ending up where we started. Okay, he said. Okay.

Yes, a part of me wanted him to say WAIT, what can I do? How can I change this? Give me another chance. But I'm glad he didn't. The circle has been broken. I stopped the cycle. Two tears of mourning and let's move on.