By honora
Date: 2005 Jan 05
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[[2005.01.05.17.10.11475]]

punch in stomach

(Ohmigod!)

Hello- hi, um, how are you?  God, wow, it's been awhile!

(Uncomfortable hug ensues; hesitant near-miss cheek kiss.)

Good.  Great.  Thank you, you look good too.

(God, he looks amazing.  My heart is breaking all over again just by looking into his eyes.  I'm not ready for this.  Must remain calm even though my heart is slamming like a freight engine.)

So, what else is new?  Where are you headed off to?

(Look around for possible rescue from this sure-to-be traumatic reunion.  No rescue.  Most certainly going to need a drink.)  

Oh right.  I forgot you did sushi on Sundays.

(No I didn't.)

And a movie? Oh, I heard that's supposed to be good.  

(Get me out of here!)

How is um, Mandi?

(Why did I ask that?!  Why do I care how she is?)

Oh Shit!  I mean, congratulations!  Wow, a baby.  

(Oh shit!  Having punched-in-stomach type moment.)

A little boy?  How wonderful for the two of you.  I knew you always wanted a junior.

(I'm going to be sick.  Right here on my ex's shoes.)

Oh me? No, nobody special right now.

(Could I not think of a better response?  Something so that he won't walk away thinking I'm pathetic whilst he triumphantly traipses around town with his Mandi and his Junior??)

Sure, sure....someday I'll find The Right One.  

(Had so completely and utterly with all my being believed He. Was. The. One.)

But hey, I'm happy for you.  Really.

(Half-hearted attempt to sound convincing.)

Well, I don't want to hold you up.

(As so obviously my relationship with you had.)

(Another hug and a promise to keep in touch.)

And then he was gone.

Again.