It's been a while, but this is where things are at for us at the moment. We had a rather large text argument. We threw about a bunch of issues about a week or so ago. We both expressed our anger and our feelings about what happened. I really didn't think we were going to talk again. The last thing I told Erin is that I was willing to take a few steps back, be her friend and work on regaining trust again with each other after that letter I wrote. I asked her if she would go to the trans gender support groups with me and if I could at least see her and spend time with her once a week?
Four days later, I get a text message with her telling me when she got out of work that night and that she had Friday off. Nothing else was mentioned. At first, I thought that she sent the text to me by mistake, and that it was for someone else. I asked her if it was for me, and she said yes. That blew my mind. We agreed to meet that evening. I went over to her apartment. She greeted me with a big warm welcoming smile. We watched a movie together, talked a bit etc...It was getting late. She got up to go to the bathroom. When she did, I snuggled up on the couch to get ready for bed. She came out and asked me why I was going to sleep on the couch. I told her I was fine, but she wanted me to come and sleep in the bed with her. A few minutes later, I came in the bedroom, and she had the bed folded down for me and a big smile. I jumped in. At first, we were far apart from each other, but it wasn't long before our bodies were curved together like two bananas. She had her arms wrapped around me tight. We stayed that way for a while. Then we spread out again. This time she pulled me over close to her face to face. We held each other close. She looked in my eyes, smiled, kissed me twice on the lips very lightly and we fell asleep with our lips touching, arms around each other, and legs entwined. It was wonderful. Nothing sexual happened, but I really felt like I could see that she still loves me. The next day, she was just as sweet. She didn't really want me to go when it got late. We hugged and she said that she wanted to do it again soon. I agreed. That was Thursday to Friday.
I haven't heard a word from her since. I not sure what to think of it. The strange thing is that not one word was mentioned about the letter, the argument, or anything that happened between us. She had not one bit of anger in her face or her eyes. It was just like none of that ever happened between us that. I want to see her again. I haven't reached out, but I want to. I don't want to put any pressure on her. I'm scared of rejection, so I'm just kind of hanging tight for the moment. I love her with all my heart.
The picture she has of me was right near her bed on the nightstand. The necklace I had made for her was within sight. The whole thing was like a dream come true. Her actions surprise me. I know what I'm thinking and feeling, but it's hard to know exactly where she is at. I don't want to do or say anything to blow it. I'm just trying to be strong and hope that she reaches out for me again. I just wanted to let everyone who has followed mine and Erin's story know where things are at.
