I’d really, really hoped to keep this a private matter between myself, Lucca and Mikey, but at this point I have to speak and let my side of the story be known.

Right around 5:00pm today, Lucca texts me out of the blue and says Mikey is breaking up with her. I’d had no warning there was any trouble between them, and even their tweets up to that moment suggesting nothing was other than hunky-dory.

After I spent about an hour trying to process that, then Lucca asked me if I would help pay for her hotel bill, because apparently she — and perhaps even more importantly, her toddler son — was getting kicked out of Mikey’s apartment effective immediately.

Now from my point of view, she’s only asking something like that because she has no choice, it’s either that or she’s sleeping on the streets tonight.

So maybe, just maybe, you can understand why I got just a little bit pissed and made it clear to Mikey — again in private — that I rather strongly felt that he was doing her and her child wrong?

Well now apparently I’m expected to apologize for that. And I’m not even sure how, because as I was told, sorry won’t cut it. And I’m still not quite clear for what, apart from saying what seemed clearly needed to be said at someone not prepared to hear it.

I just want to put all this behind me now. I just wish it didn’t have to leave such a bad taste in my mouth.