Goddess of.. The Not-So-Clean Sweep: Part 2!

(Part Two, read Part One here)

On Wednesday night, I was exhausted and fell asleep in front of the TV around 9:30pm. I woke up around 10:15pm because my phone was buzzing from notifications & messages. Among other things, I had a message from The Aussie, sent at 9:50pm.

Him: "I'm gonna try this one more time: hi! How are you? :)"

I realized I had been cold with him. I thought he would give up after the Toronto messages, I wasn't encouraging a conversation, I was simply being polite but nothing more. I was surprised he messaged me again, and surprised he 'confronted' me about being distant.

Me: "Hey :) good, you?"
Him: "Great! Wow, you replied! A little surprised, not gonna lie ;)"
Me: "Of course I replied. Why do you say that?"
Him: "I thought you were ignoring me, that's all. Felt kinda bad about it :)"
Me: "Not ignoring you, but I'm sad.. so that's why I've been distant."

Someway, somehow... something compels me to be very honest with him. My emotions are raw and I'm not going to hide it.

Him: "I see :( well if that's what you need then I'll let you have your distance and stop contacting you"

And then, I was a little weak. I could've said "Yes please, that's what I need. Thank you" but I didn't.

Me: "I don't want that.."
Him: "Well hit me up with a message once in a while to say hi then! :p
Goodnight Aritza, feel better and hopefully I'll get to see you soon :) xoxo"
Me: "let me try this again... Hey! How have you been?"
Him: "Hahaha good! :) that's better ;)"
Me: "Goodnight Aussie :) xoxo"
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Two days later, on Friday morning, I was waiting at the bus stop in the morning when he messaged me again.

Him: "Was just going through my notebook, and found your little La Vie Boheme doodle. So cute! :)"

I had drawn a little doodle in his notebook with flowers and swirls around the words La Vie Boheme, one weekend when I was working side-by-side with him at his office. He keeps a notebook with things he needs to accomplish everyday for work, he sets his own objectives and keeps a log of his work. I figured, at some point maybe in a year's time.. he would go through it and find the doodle & be reminded of me.

Me: "Hehehe :) it's like a time stamp."
Him: "Yay! :)"


Later in the day, he popped-up on Facebook chat and sent me message & a link to a video.. saying "Watch this!". It was a vid from one of his favorite Aussie comedians, we chitchatted a little bit and then I got back to work. 
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Saturday morning, I was reading this post by GabbySheWrote.. and I listened to the song she posted. The lyrics "(...) everytime I fell on you" instantly brought back a strong memory of a night I tried to jump on The Aussie/ his bed.. but my wrist hurt and I collapsed. I face planted on him, and hilarity ensued. I felt compelled to share the memory with him. Afterall, the morning before, he had just shared his memory with me. I emailed him: 

Me: "Hahaha, just had a flashback of that time I face planted on you / your bed.
That was funny-embarassing-clutsy of me. LOL, good times."

He emailed me back, within 10 minutes:


Him: "hahaha super cute! That was fun :)
Miss our lazy bed days."

I didn't reply to that. Don't know what I could say really. I miss our lazy bed days as well, but that would be a slippery slope to go down. I also knew (through Twitter stalking browsing) that just hours later, he would be leaving to go to the Spartan Race in Toronto. With the girl (and other people).

Later that night, I logged in to my OkCupid account and saw that he had visited my profile the day before. He hadn't visited my profile since July or August 2010.. when we first met up and started dating.

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.  

I thought we were done but maybe I still have something to learn from this guy..