hopefulLast night, Leo was the one reading the Watchtower. I could not have felt more awkward. The previous times, I used to sit there staring at him and trying to make him laugh. This time, I avoided his eyes. I felt like crap. I felt like going to him at the end of the meeting and talking to him, but decided not to, so as not to break my promise. I didn't have to, he himself came to me at the end.
Came to say he was sorry for being such a jerk, that he had been feeling hurt. And to ask if we could just be friends again. I had difficulty controlling myself so I wouldn't start jumping up and down of joy =)
We hugged and "everything is all better" again (no, of course everything isn't perfect again, there's still hurt feelings on both parts, but at least now he's open to trying a friendship again. And that is something), as I could tell by his pinching me and picking on me, like he used to do long ago before the whole mess started.
Yeah, this is a good thing =)
right?
