I can't bring myself to hug or kiss him anymore, knowing that he's already planning to leave when I'm "better." We're back to being "roommates" again, which was where we were at before that time he moved out, and I don't like being like this. He said he won't leave until I get sick of it being like this and ask him to move out, but I told him that this was his decision, and that I want him here. If he wants to move out, he should go ahead and do it.
Had a long walk at the marina this evening. Kind of expected him to be packed up and gone by the time I got home, but he was still here. Hate myself for ever getting involved with him.
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