chocolatebox says (2:57 PM):
nick i'm sorry but it's too late for that
Well, the conversation started happily enough...hi, how you doing, etc etc...
It's been the hardest few days to give her the space she wanted, so she could make up her mind after our conversation on Wed night...
So, one week of not being close is good right...not calling, not really contacting her by sms or messenger...to give her time to think out the options and all...
chocolatebox says (2:53 PM):
nick if you'd really wanted me to think about getting back with you you should have acted like you wanted it
?!
I read a quote last night....
"The difference between 'involvement' and 'commitment' is like an egg and ham breakfast; the chicken was 'involved' - the pig was 'committed'."
I was committed to her...to an extent...I think I still am....but like I said,
BruNick says (2:51 PM):
i've already taken numerous steps back
chocolatebox (2:51 PM):
back to?
BruNick says (2:51 PM):
away from you...
chocolatebox (2:51 PM):
yea i noticed
chocolatebox (2:52 PM):
so you didn't wait for my answer, but i guess that just cemented things
BruNick says (2:52 PM):
i'm still waiting for your answer...
chocolatebox says (2:52 PM):
no you're stepping away
so
BruNick says (2:52 PM):
but seeing how things were going downhill, i was just waiting for the inevitable
babe, i'm stepping away far enough that you can make your own decisions without me influencing them too much
So, long story short, if I give someone space, they'll break up with me....if I didn't give them space, they'll think I'm too overbearing them and still break up with me...so...what's the plan then?
Then she put in the knife....oh, did she put in the knife...
So, lesson learned: don't bother with women; they tell you one thing, ask for something, you give, they go...
N
Who Is The Black Chinaman?
- Nick
- Kuala Belait, Brunei
- Saving someone's life is like falling in love. The best drug in the world. For days, sometimes weeks afterwards, you walk the streets, making infinite whatever you see. Once, for a few weeks, I couldn't feel the earth - everything I touched became lighter. Horns played in my shoes. Flowers fell from my pockets. You wonder if you've become immortal, as if you've saved your own life as well. God has passed through you. Why deny it, that for a moment there - why deny that for a moment there, God was you? I realised that my training was useful in less than ten percent of the calls, and saving lives was rarer than that. After a while, I grew to understand that my role was less about saving lives than about bearing witness. I was a grief mop. It was enough that I simply turned up. Living and working back in Brunei, after a 14 year absence... Also known as: Brunei, NASA, Bruise-Eye, Bru, Cheesecake, Nick, BruNick, BruMedNick, Two Step etc etc etc
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