12:27 AM:

Michael: "No it flippin sucks"

01:39 AM:

Michael: "You up"

I called Michael.  I listened to his problems.  And then I told him about my Doctor's visit the day before and how he'd given me an STD from sleeping with more than 1 guy in one day, and how it probably worked out that nobody got symptoms but me...how the last two weeks of physical torture stemmed from his cheating and lying, while also thanking him for being there for me through all of it - I knew this news would hurt him, but I couldn't hide it from him, because it was important that he hear it...but it broke him.  He said he had to go.

01:59 AM:

Me: "Whatever else you're thinking, remember that I love you."

I took turns reading a chapter of "The Thief of Always" - and then I'd leave impassioned messages on his voicemail.

02:24 AM:

Michael: "I will call you before I go to bed."

Me: "Thank you."

He did call.  He wanted a break.  Wanted to not see me. 

09:43 AM:

Michael: "I am sorry"