Today, I just had the sense of urgency to deliver the rest of his stuff that we were waiting for the past couple of months. I felt excited knowing that his stuff has arrived. I was struggling as to whether to hand it to him personally or just have his niece do it for me. I chose the latter. It was better that way. I did not want him to think that it was my way of reaching out to him. I did not want him to think that I am just going to make an excuse to see him. It was not proper anymore, anyway.
And then that SMS came in. It was something I was not expecting. I felt conflicting emotions but leaning more towards feeling annoyed that he still has to get in touch with me. He should have just kept quiet. Anyway, it was his stuff. I have even resigned myself to the fact that he will not in any way acknowledge it.
I’d like to think he deleted my primary number. He sent the message to my less-used number. For whatever reason he has, I am not going to question that anymore.
How I wish the SMS did not happen. It made me miss him.