I got a preview of the end of my relationship with her. It was a sad ending. She moves on. She doesn't want to be in love again. She doesn't think that she could. She's been hurt too many times. She wants to have a fling, but she knows that I want more than sex.
I know she's only saying this because of how she feels about living in The States. She wants to go back to her home in Tel Aviv.
The beginning of the date was casual enough. We saw "Away We Go", a movie about an expecting couple traveling around the country to find a home. When the movie ended, she left the theater and cried. That when she told me our ending.
At the end of the night, we were back in my place. We kissed but did not go much further. She had decided that to be the the limit. I was fine with that decision.
She's planning on leaving after her brother's wedding in August. I'm planning to leave as well. I have to find a place to hide with my sorrow. At least there is one night when she was mine. Tomorrow she's free to fly away again.
