I was in the passenger seat riding back from a quick road trip to Charlottesville.
We went to a drive-through to get some food.
Typically I would have grabbed a fry or two out of the bag but my mind was swirling.
He just told me his family was coming into town for his birthday. A family that I had met, I knew, but there was no invitation to join him.
I was replaying the past few months in my head. The good days, the okay days and the really sucky days.
He told me a couple weeks earlier that he didn’t want to get married or have children. I knew this wasn’t true.
He didn’t want this with ME.
Yet we kept seeing each other.