That’s Stella

It completely slipped my mind that my bestie from London was never planning on staying in Perth. I’ve been getting so use to having him around that I forgot that there was in fact a return date to London. To be honest, it is so rare to have so many of my favourite people in ONE city that I must admit I have been spoilt. But this week Londoner gave me one big reality check. He would be leaving at the end of June.

(!!!!!!!)

When he told me, I must admit I was a little neurotic and clutched Miss. 23’s arm (who was driving at the time) and made her promise she wouldn’t leave me and skip the country or state or CITY.

You could say I was feeling quite vulnerable. Very vulnerable indeed.

Then came the news today that two of my friends were leaving Perth for Shanghai and Ireland.

But then came the real blow.

Chris was leaving Perth to take up a senior creative position overseas.

Ouch.

I was in this intense meeting with clients this morning when half way through, my colleague (who has known Chris for 15 years) joins us and whispers in my ear “I just got an email from Chris. He’s leaving Perth.” I was so stunned I nearly cried. It was just the worst possible way to hear it. There I was in this shit of a meeting and I was so shocked and I couldn’t concentrate. All I wanted to do was walk out and check my email. But when the meeting was finally over TWO hours later, there was no email in my inbox. There was no email telling me he was leaving in a month and where he was going to, ZIP.

Fine. So we never ended up together but we’ve always been friends and fuck did it hurt to not get the news from him.

I know I’ve been saying I’m over him and I KNOW how wrong he is for me and I KNOW I do deserve someone better, but I am still completely smitten by him. If he knocked on my door tomorrow and asked me to go with him, it’s sad to think that I 100% would be up for it.

MAN I am really pissed off because I am convinced I am the person most desperate to leave this city and it seems like everyone else is leaving instead of me. I especially wanted to leave before Chris. So that I was the one REALLY ending things by putting a few oceans and seas between us. I wanted him to be the one coming to my good bye party and realising how much he needed me and begging me to stay and me telling him that I was in love with someone and that someone was New York.