Well we started separating things yetserday. He is giving me most of the things in teh home. He wants to "minimize" his life. He showed no emotion and I stayed strong no tears, no pleading. I am shocked that he can so easily separate our last 14 years together. Last night was strange. He left, so I called some friend and went out for sushi. I stayed out until 10:30pm and to my surprise he was home when I got there. Usually he is out till 1 or 2 am. Immediately after I walked in he went to bed. Asked briefly about me night and I was vague. I broke down asked him to join me in our bed for a few minutes, mu mind was raecing and I just needed to hold him. He agreed stayed for about 15 minutes and then excused himself. I thanked him and he smiled. I woke up all night and finally decided to get a glass of water. He approached me as I was returning to our old bedroom, asked if I was okay and said he wanted to lie down with me for a bit. After about an hour he left again. Only to return bright and early for another 2 hours. I love having him in my bed. I feel so connected to him. We hold each other and i feel that he cares but is very torn. What do I make of this? We spend our days separting our lives and at night we are so drawn to one another? He leaves on Saturday and I'm so scared that we will never have that closeness again.
