Today I spoke to Him.
Initiated by me because He’s got my sofa. (And coffee table, book shelves, Pictionary game, kitchen scales, passport and 48 tea-lights) I let Him keep it initially, planning on taking it when He moved out. 803 more words
After being in a relationship for a year and a half, about two weeks ago I suddenly found myself single. Perhaps that’s not the most efficient description of a break-up, but that’s certainly how it felt; barely a breath’s length between being contentedly “partnered,” and then not. 1,018 more words