Here I am on a beautiful tropical island and instead of relaxing in the shade with a good book, going for a walk or a swim, I’m texting him. What’s the matter with me? I told him that things were moving too quickly and that I needed some space. He wasn’t happy about that but he respected my wishes. I promised him that when I got back from my vacation, I would call him.
So, why am I texting him now? I guess absence makes the heart grow fonder. I miss him and wish that he were here. I keep my message simple. Am having a great time. The weather here is lovely. Hope you’re doing okay. After I send it, I walk to the water’s edge and wait for his reply. The water looks really tempting. Maybe I will go for a swim after I hear from him.
Twenty minutes later, he replies. While you’re there having a great time, I’m missing you like crazy. So, I’m not doing okay.
I immediately texted back, I lied. I’m miserable here without you. I don’t need any more space. I’m going to cut my holiday short and fly home.
No, don’t do that. I’ll come to you.
When he showed up hours the following day, I was deliriously happy. We have been inseparable since.
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