Options...

Last weekend could be summed up in a few texts...

Him: I'm sorry I didn't want to cause problems. I want to see you thru the week. Can I?

Him: I can't wait I already wish I was still there. I'll give you a call and come visit. You sound good Beautiful.

Him: Okay then Gorgeous. I'll give you a call. Sorry if I made things difficult I didn't want to. I'll make it up to you when I see you okay.

Him: How bad am I? What you mean?

Him: Yeah I'll come over; give the real thing tomorrow.

Him: Good morning Gorgeous how are you feeling. What are you up to how would you like a visitor today?

Him: Can't do the Pub today have to go to footy later. Was thinking of popping in and saying hello. Continue from where we left off last night.

Him: Tell him to leave. Hehe. I wish too. I wish I didn't leave last night I wanted to stay.

Now...

He's not the nineteen year old...

And I haven't heard from him since...

Still; a Girl's gotta Love having Options.