I'm gutting out the desks at school with Nikki, a coworker who quickly became a really good friend, when I see the lime green notification blinking on my phone. Hm. A Facebook message? Who could be messaging me on Facebook?
Steven's face pops up on the icon when I swipe right across the lock screen.
Heart. Stops.
What does he want? I click the icon, and the message appears on my screen.
4:48 pm
So do you want an explanation for why I behaved without any feelings towards you?
Because you weren't interested?
I had some personal things going on with my ex. There were issues that I had to take care of and I didn't want to involve you. They weren't your demons to deal with. I had to take care of the problem with her and her family and was protecting you in the process.
Ok? So, why are you telling me this now?
Usually my go-to response in these situations.
I was talking to a friend, and he suggested I let you know the truth. I felt bad about the way things were left, and I felt that, now that everything is settled, I should give you an explanation for my actions.
I'm not sure what you want me to say here?
I want a chance to make amends. To make things right? I owe you that much. You were always good to me, and you deserve to know what happened.
Ok.
I look at Nikki and tell her the conversation, while, also, providing background to my relationship with Steven.
"So, basically, you're saying that he left you for his ex? What a jerk!"
How is it possible that in those few simple words, she can sum up every thought I had. He left me. For his ex. And now, he wants to make amends.
Why don't the buried just stay buried?
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