Well, I woke up Sunday morning at 8am to the dog running into my room and hoping in bed with me. Travis came in and applogized for waking me up, got the dog and shut the door so I could sleep and proceeded to clean the entire apartment and do laundry. He was in tears when he came over.
Since Thursday he's been pretty much living out of his car, staying at whatever friend's house will let him. The past few days had been really hard. I have been debating on whether or not I had made the right decision - he has given me second and third chances before and here I am putting him out on the street with no where to live.
We talked all day Sunday and decided to take it day by day. He's sleeping in the living room and giving me all the space I need. Sunday was actually a really nice day for the both of us. He completely surprised me and this morning I had an email from him - he wrote me a poem. He used to write me poems all the time when we first started dating so it was a nice thing to read at 8am this morning.
I've laid down some ground rules and we're just going to try and start over and work through everything day by day.