Well, I'll be okay. Duh. Yeah, I liked Gavin. A lot. And chances are, in a few hours I won't feel so rational. But hello, I was only with him for a month. We had sex once, you know? I don't regret it, necessarily. In fact, there are times when I wish I could do it again. (He was good!) But, like I said, it's over. Thinking about it too much won't help. I don't know what went wrong, but I don't really think it was anyone's fault. We just weren't going to work out; our lives are too separate, although I don't believe, as he says, that we're going in opposite directions.
Last night was weird though. So, Alex was the guy that Gertrude broke up with over Facebook. Last night, he texted me, and I ended up going over to his house for a little while. I told my mom I was going to Gavin's (she didn't know we'd broken up yet) and Alex and I ended up on his couch making out. Then we moved to his bedroom. NO, we did not have sex. I do not know that we'll ever have sex. But things got intense. If nothing else, I need the distraction, although, that was probably NOT the best way to get one.
Also, Alex is one of my friends. I've messed up friendships before by falling in love. Not that I think that will happen; I just can't see it. But I don't see any reason to risk it.
BTW, I feel a lot better now.
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