In the light of day the room seemed completely different but the stench of that fight lingered. It’s been almost six months with Kyle. So like and so unlike any other. By far the most transparent relationship and the most passionate I have ever experienced.
Here in Panama the winds wail and cry for the past and possibly the future. My things scattered across the room last night and his desperation masked in pure anger tells me that there will be no band-aid, no switch but hopefully a seemingly fluid and mature end to something that I don’t think either of us will ever know should have started nor if ending it is the right thing.
-B
