After the argument things seemed to go rapidly downhill between them. He was really confused, his mind real fucked up. He felt like he had to do something, get it sorted out once and for all. One evening at work he finally made a decision, picked up the phone and dialled her number. It wasn't her who answered, so he waited, as he heard her name being called, until she came to the phone.
"I've got to talk to you. I can't go on like this, it's killing me," he said.
"OK. Go ahead, I'm listening," she replied.
"I just want to say that it's all or nothing for me. I don't like this inbetween shit we're at right now. That's it, all or nothing. That's all I want from you. My head's really messed up at the moment. I don't know which way I'm going and getting this thing worked out will help me a lot."
"I don't get it," she said. "You want us to be together or just not see each other again? 'Cos I don't think that ignoring one another is such a good idea."
He hadn't expected that answer. He did and didn't want to see her. He felt sure that staying away from her would help. And now she was almost making him doubt his own decision. He told her that he thought it was for the best. For him at least.

The next day he cracked, and phoned her up to tell her that maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. So they continued to see each other. It was an odd relationship - they weren't 'together' and they weren't 'not together'. Both of them going with the flow and not really talking about how it was between them. Back to square one again, not really knowing what was going on but happy to go with it.

She still managed to let him down though.