bye bye dream finally come true

I'm done being pissed. It seemed that last week people worked hard to piss me off and all the crap from business politics boiled up to a steamming point resulting in an angry blog post.
Working in a start-up which is getting more and more competitive by the minute (considering that we pretty much are under the gun - the next product we launch needs to work or hasta la vista), people's aggressive behaviors and personal agendas are in full effect. These behaviors are particularly true with sales people. If you compare them to troops, they are the front line. They are the ones that get killed first, the ones that take the most risk and the ones that are the most aggressive (and stupid: why would you wanna be in the front line, when you can be much safer further back?). So in the midst of raging offensives (the launch of new products), they are hyped up and quick to snap. Quick to put the blame on other people. Quick to fire their guns.
In my case, I have to defend myself on a daily basis. They turn their guns on marketing any chance they get. They forget I'm the Air Force, I prepare the ground for them. They want me to be the Air Force, the Navy and the Army. I can never do enough. I am never good enough.
And why in the world did I chose war for the analogy????
Anyway. Where they really, I mean really rubbed my the wrong way, is when they left a message on Mr. Beautiful's voicemail to inform him that he was no longer invited to move to Boston.
A few weeks ago, everyone who didn't work out of the Boston office got let go. The reasoning behind it made sense in a way. We want to build a team and we need more people in the Boston office to work together for the success of the company. Sad perspective for the two guys that got left behind. Sad reality of the business world. The one I have not come to terms with.
Mr. Beautiful works out of Texas so he was next on the line, but it was decided that he was a valuable enough asset to the company and he was asked to move to Boston. He of course accepted, seeing the opportunity of the move for his career. (And to get closer to me, I'm hoping - I'll get back to that.)
This week, somehow, out of the blue, it seems like, they left him a message - a message on his voicemail!!! - to let him know that they had changed their minds. It would cost too much to move him. He'll do just fine out of Texas.
Here goes his confidence... How is that for job security?
When they asked him, I was so happy. Finally our chance. Finally we would be able to date and get a fresh start at a relationship.
We never even brought up the subject because there was this apprehension. On my end, I didn't want to jinx myself. Retrospectively, I was right to take it easy, but I must have jinxed myself nonetheless by just thinking about it.
Now I don't know. I try not think about it, about what will happen with us.
Next week, I'm going to Texas for a few days on a business trip. Will it also be our goodbyes?