Well That Didn't Work

PRAY FOR THE BEST
The way I see it, there are two possibilities for Tuesday.

1.) Dennis walks towards me and kisses me like he's never done before. I cry, he smiles, we have a talk about what needs to change in our relationship and we catch up on the last week of each other's lives.

2.) I see it in his eyes. I cry, he cries. He starts spewing cliches about how I'll get by. I tremble as I hand him his things back. He leaves and I collapse into a ball on the ground.

I'm scared of the latter. All week, I've wanted to do things for him on the faith I have in us. For example: Lewis Black, a comedian whom Dennis likes, is coming to perform at AU next weekend, I almost bought a ticket for him. Oh well.

Tomorrow should be a better day; I'll have more to keep my mind off of Dennis. I'm going to visit a few teachers at my old high school (I hate admitting that I'm going back to that hell) and I have my doctor's appointment so I can finally get the glasses I know I need. I hope Dennis will get to see them on me; the ones I want look good. Ok, this is just pointless rambling so I'm gonna end it here. I swore my blog would never become a daily "today I went to the mall with (insert random person here) and then I had steak for dinner" like everyone else's, but that's what its becoming...ahhhh...
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