The Difference is Clear

Sad, but true. A good and healthy thing though. The initial effects of a mutual recovery from loneliness seemed to have worn off. Now it appears that reality has finally set in. The "age difference" is defined in itself and not to be taken lightly for a reason. Perhaps mother nature has built that in for a reason? Who knows... All I am aware of right now is the fact that dissolving passions as a result of that fact, while somewhat sad, are much needed. The inevitable incompatibility between Victor and myself had to come about eventually. I guess I'm glad that it is before things became too obscured. The ten-year difference rang true for much of the time, but really hit home yesterday when he began to fall asleep at 8:00 and I got annoyed. When he suggested I spend the night with him the next night (today) I blatantly refused, tossing out a lame excuse that he could obviously see through. Then I basically kicked him out. He was quite angry and upset as he hasn't even tried to make the effort to speak with me today at all. To top it off, I made him some fortune cookies from scratch today with little silly but sweet messages in them. I left them at his doorstep. He obviously found it childish and horrible as I noticed they were missing, but he never responded or came by. Well, can't say I didn't try eh? That's alright--I won't be here at all tomorrow, so he couldn't respond even if he wanted. But that's a good thing--this whole fiasco between us was never meant to be--hopefully he has realized that too.