so i've been gearing up for more dates
with mr. awesome
for awhile now.
to make a long story short,
we finally got together last night.
of course this was preceded by
numerous outfit changes
& a mouthful of tums to
settle my nervous tummy
that flip-flops at even the thought of him.
(for literally the first time in YEARS)
to make a long story short,
said dude came to pick me up.
he came to the door, we walked to his car,
i got in, expecting a few hours of greatness...
only to be met with,
"i need to tell you something".
& a heartfelt convo that amounted to
me being told that he is
"trying again" with his ex
(they broke up after 4 years a few months ago).
he was completely candid, respectful & nice about it.
nevertheless it felt like a kick to the chest
& our date ended right then & there,
with me holding back tears as i told him
i understood before i went back inside.
45 minute girly get-ready time
all for a 5 minute conversation.
:(
moral of the story:
my tummy is still capable of flip-flops,
i just needed the right guy to coax them out.
current reality:
i'm bummed out
& admittedly shed tears over a guy
for the first time in a long time.
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