In the weeks that followed I found myself looking for ways to call him.
Each time my phone rang I began to feel butterflies in my stomach.
Each time I pushed them aside.
I knew my current relationship was going no where good and it was time to go out separate ways.
It had nothing to do with Kyle.
This guy and I, well we were already on the rocks with no lighthouse in sight.
I needed to move on, be alone, reconnect with God.
My track record for bad choices had finally caught up with me.
I just needed space.
The evening after the break up I called Kyle.