In fact, I was kicking myself for not wrapping up in my snuggie and having a pity party with my imaginary dog. The good news was, at the rate this was going I’d still be getting that party but I’d be grabbing the bottle from the freezer on the way to the couch. Standing outside of the café I was equal parts needing to hear it and equal parts wanting to stick my fingers in my ears so I can pretend I didn’t hear it. Does he have any idea how much I worried? How much I missed him? What his leaving did to me? I can’t take another blow right now. Rio left after telling me that I was wasting my time on someone who couldn’t love me. He screamed at me when he told me that I was losing the one who did. Now it’s going to happen all over again.Fuck.“My therapist gave me a lot of tips,” he says standing next to me. He was so god damn humble and open right now that I found it hard to swallow. I wanted to inhale him, hold him and scream at him all at once. Unfortunately, he was focused on his speech and completely unaware of my misery.
