You sent me such lovely messages (sleep deprived and beer-fuelled as they may have been) and I replied with short, snippy ones. When I got your text, I was caught off guard and spoke too soon, saying things I didn’t really mean. Things moved fast with us, but that was because it felt so easy to be with you. Whether it was intentional or not (it wasn’t), the point is that you felt pressured. I should have been patient with you instead of pushing you further away. I miss you and wish you’d get in touch. You know where I am. —Just Around The Corner
This article appears in Aug 9-15, 2012.
you know what he’s been up to….
you know don’t ya!!
…
just around the corner…
No, I don’t. Whatever it is, it’s his prerogative. I was the one that was wrong, here.
Well, he got in touch and told me that it’s best we go our separate ways. I’m sad it’s over, but grateful I met him. This whole experience taught me that there ARE good men out there and we, as women, need to be sure not to take them for granted. Lesson learned.
I feel bad for you because I recently made a mistake as well.Who know’s what may have come out of it,maybe nothing.
I just really believe it’s important to remain optimistic about love, whether you’re the eff uppER or the eff upEE. I’ll certainly bear this experience in mind the next time someone asks me for a second chance. 🙂
After 46 years I continue to hold on to the dream that Mr Right will come along and sweep me off my feet .I’m starting to believe it’s a delusion not a dream,that no such man exsists ,for me anyway.I’m affraid that I had him and I fucked up bg time….But I’m not an optimist.
I hear ya gurl…. Good luck out there. 🙂
‘It better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all’
Alfred Tennyson
… but a hug would be nice though.
I know.
what the hell did he know…
in his day, there wasn’t much else to do but shack up and have kids.
hell, he was only growing up as the telephone was being invented.