Still Don't

This is a Part Two. Please read "I Don't" (right below) first. Thaaaaaanks!

Monday night Ronny came over right after work, and was acting as though nothing had happened. He wanted to run some errands and then go look at used cars for sale. There was one dealer in particular that supposedly got in a Focus that he wanted to see. After looking at cars for a while (the Focus was not there), we went to the Brazilian place for dinner. As we finished eating, he brought up the discussion again. When we got back to my place, we sat in the car and hashed it out. He was still convinced that he meant “nothing” to me. I tried to explain that was not the case, while still maintaining my stance that I will be moving away (sometime) soon. I had to agree with his interpretation that I didn’t love him enough to not move, but objected to equating that with using him and not caring at all. He said he thought it would be best to break up now, rather than wait for me to dump him when I left. I had to agree that was fair. But then when we went inside (his keys were on my table), he decided that he wanted to break away gradually. He couldn’t go cold-turkey. I said we would do whatever he wanted. He said if it got too hard for him that he would cut it short. Then he kind of broke down and said that he is so alone, and if I leave him then he has nothing here. He said he’d have nothing to stay for and may as well go back to Brazil. I asked what he came here for to begin with. He said, “My dreams.” Then he added that I had become those dreams, and I was killing him by taking it away. Tuesday he sent a couple emails asking me to reconsider. I gently replied that I wasn’t changing my mind. He came over that night. But other than saying “I love you” a few times, it didn’t really come up. He did say he’d had a very bad day, thinking about me the whole time.