Wednesday, April 09, 2008

The beginning of the end

He took me out to dinner last night.

I can't actually remember the last time we had a proper going out alone dinner.

But this one marked the start to new beginnings. We talked about work, when I was going to buy my own apartment and him moving out to a 1 bedroom or studio apartment. How we were going to split our pets and other assets. When the bill arrived, he realised he was $20 short, so I told him we'll just split it and I'll pay for my part. Some things never change.

There was no 'Maybe-we-can-work-this-out' talk.

We got home, said good night and both went back to our own bedrooms.

It was so civil, it actually felt normal. Like thats how we always were.

Its still funny how we manage to keep up appearances with our mutual friends. Last week one of his close friends I bumped into at a bar came up to talk to me. His first words were...

'Normally, I only say this to the boys... but don't you f*** this up, Pete is a really nice guy'.

My only reply was just to laugh and buy him a drink.

I guess after we do move out separately, all of our friends will eventually figure it out.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's how life goes... Sad at times. But whenever something ends, something new begins.

Still your secret admirer in Bangkok. Pat. :-)

Anonymous said...

I'm sure as your friends we'll understand, but I can't help but feel a really massive sense of sadness.

You're both very special and I've come to know you guys a lot more... the situation will take some getting used to for all, but I'm sure all parties will wish nothing but the best for you two.