[Andrew is quiet for a minute, his head is spinning from the conversation and from being a lightweight, and from a thought that had been inching it's way closer.]
Lin, I was angry, and I said something that I didn't really want to say to you. I was trying to leave and you were just there, and wouldn't let go when I wanted to run, so I snapped, and if I would have had time to just be alone, I never would have said that, but it is totally my fault.
I also know you make your own choices. I never asked you to do otherwise, and I didn't expect some commitment out of you.
{sigh...}
You were right when you said I thought about me. I have all these excuses for what I did, and what I felt like and all that rot, and I really should have asked how you felt, and if you were okay, and that is the one question I have been avoiding because I absolutely hate the fact that I hurt you. That's why I asked you to go away the other weekend. It was probably a bad idea, and it isn't about sex or whatever have you. I wanted to make it up to you, to get to know you, and because I happen to miss you, which sounds insane.
{he sighs again, staring at the bottle of amber liquid.}