Last week, Josh finally contacted me.  He sent me some lame email, asking what's up and how am I doing.  I said I was fine and how was he.  He emailed back some long explanation of his weekend. 

No conversation continuers.

So, I text messaged him.  I said, "Since we can't make a relationship work, do you think we could still sleep together?"

Why?  The sex was horrible.  I didn't even like the idea of having sex with him.  Sometimes I had avoided hanging out with him completely, just so I didn't have to come up with an excuse as to why we couldn't have sex.

But I guess I missed the closeness and actually feeling something with a guy for once.

"I think I could handle that," he responded.

So, he came over last Wednesday. 

"I was hoping that maybe this was about more than just sex," he admitted.

And it was about more than just sex.  I wanted some reason to see him, because I was having a hard time without him.  I just wanted to be around him. 

"Last Sunday when I called you, I wasn't going to end it."
"I thought you were.  And I didn't want to hear it."
"No, I was just going to ask if we could just be together.  You know how you said that you date several guys at once because none of them are exactly what you're looking for?  Well, when you told me that you wanted to date other people, it made me feel like I wasn't enough for you or that I was missing something you're looking for."
"But I wasn't even dating other people.  And I wasn't even interested in those guys I was talking to Saturday night."
"I know, one of my friends said, 'Hey, that guy is talking to your girl' and I said, 'It's ok, he doesn't stand a chance.  She doesn't like bald guys.' "

So, we were back to normal which really was back to an unofficial relationship.  We went with Val and Will to Biloxi and New Orleans the next weekend.  Had a pretty good time.  He had his immature moments, but I was beginning to accept the fact that every guy was going to have those, and I would just have to get over it. 

The next week, I got sick and then slammed at work, leaving me no time to hang out with Josh. 

Friday, I got this text message, "Do you still feel the same as you did last week?"

Ugh, I hated reassuring him of how I felt.  It seemed like that was all I ever did.

And then Hulk sent me a text message ...