I do believe I've just lived a cliché... or at least, a scene out of a movie.
I removed all my belongings last week, right? I'd finally had enough and did the act that actually resonated and startled. I then went back on Sunday, strong and present and received the two importers. I then said salût and went back to my life in Avignon, to gather strength, to find more translating jobs, to be with my friends, my kids, etc.,
And, Tuesday morning, I received an SMS -- Tu me manques, je veux te voir. That I'd not seen the one the night before perhaps strung out the tension.
And so I responded, Ah bon, quand? où?
And he responded, this morning. Okay I said.
And so, concessions made, much discussed (or not), we shall try again.
What is it about leaving someone and being strong and clear doing so that makes him turn around and come chasing after you?
I'm amused, pleased, a bit hesitant, but willing to be serious and make it work... I trust the yoyoing is over for the relative futre.