I'm traveling tomorrow and I'm going to be away (almost) two months. And I wanted to say goodbye to my crush, so I sent a message yesterday to agree to do something in the afternoon. He accepted and said he would show up at my house at 3pm. At exactly 3:00 pm he was here (that bitch is punctual, huh), and my mother went to talk to his mother who was there at the door. And he entered my living room and I was in the bedroom finishing getting ready, and about two minutes after he entered the living room, I took a deep breath and entered the living room! I expected to find him smiling, but I walked into the room and he was crying A LOT. I said hi! Honey...um...do you...want...a...hug? I thought I was going to get dumped with a simple "No, get lost", but in fact he nodded (saying yes) and I went to hug the dear. But it was a very strange hug, because he was sitting and I was standing (why didn't I sit down too? I'm very stupid). Soon after I went to sit down, but... MY MOTHER DECIDED TO SHOW UP! It was an uncomfortable situation for both of us, since he wanted to be alone with me and as a good dacryphiliac I was a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. And she stopped to think about what was going on there and said: Son, go get water for your loved one. And I went RUNNING and came back RUNNING. And when I came back, my mother went away and left us alone, and then I asked "Do you want to explain?" and he told me everything right then and there (wow, what a miracle), and I tried to advise him as best I could, but then there was a very uncomfortable silence, interrupted by his sobs for about 15 minutes. My mother called me a couple of times in the meantime, she even asked if I wanted to give him a gift to make him happier. I thought it was a bit random and chose not to give it to him at that moment, and returned to the silent and awkward room.
After a long moment of silence, he asked in a crying voice "where are we going?" I told him where I wanted to go, he went to the bathroom, and then we left, where he recovered.
Now, I want to explain that it was something interesting, because I was there to console him, but unfortunately I couldn't see any tears on his face, since I brought tissues at that time and as a good polite person, I offered them. I could hear him sobbing at most but I didn't pay attention. And like I said, we left, went to a square and talked there until the moment he had to go to class and I left.
But it's not over yet, since tomorrow I'm going to travel, as I said at the beginning, and he suggested seeing me tomorrow to say goodbye... again. And it's VERY possible that I'm the one who cries this time, since I'm combined with nervousness with the fear and sadness of having to leave my home for two months, so maybe he'll have to console me tomorrow... If that happens, maybe I come back here to tell us...