Getting over you

So we talked last night. After waiting in vain all through Monday and Tuesday, I finally decided, after much soul-searching, tears, and prompting from Sheng over dinner at Holland V, to call him. Sheng was right, I felt better afterwards - but just a little. I'm still pretty conflicted. Guess there's a lot more thinking to do. But it was a relief to finally know just how he felt, and tell him how I felt. Now there's some sort of closure.

If I can call it that.

Well, anyway, guess it's time to start picking up the pieces. Time to move on. Time to start dating again, to start thinking about some other man, some other life. Sigh. I'm changing my desktop picture. Soon.