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I recently got out of a relationship that lasted almost two years, basically when I left Raleigh and moved here. I told myself I was NOT getting into another one. Reviewing my life I've constantly had a boyfriend since the age of sixteen. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, but when have I been on my own? CAN I be on my own?
Of course as soon as I move here, single men come flying out of the woodworks. And one in particular, J, caught my eye. He was smooth, and funny ~ very funny, perceptive. We clicked, and it was scary and electric. And here we are, both faced with the same questions: where is this going, what are we doing??? He was also fresh out of a relationship....
The ongoing confusion didn't really slow the passionate physical side of the relationship and boy was it a ride....but suddenly we're faced with the reality that we don't know each other and we've had these meaningful sexual experiences.....Where does that go?
We tried to understand, learn about one another, but it seemed impossible, well IS impossible. Just today we officially gave up. How do I feel? I'm not sure I guess, yesterday there were some tears going on in tribute to the impending doom. I'm going to miss him. Yes, we did the obligatory "we can still be friends, I'm here for you" bullshit, but what does that all mean?
Will I ever fall in love? Actually, that's not a good question because I have fallen in love many times. I mean, will I ever meet Mr. Right? Sometimes I care and sometimes not, but right after the loss of a love possibility it seems to hurt a little more, like the case is building against you and time is moving a little faster now through the hour glass. Oh well, cheers to the first blog.
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Thank you Katherine, that was refreshing. I look forward to your discriptive proes.
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Posted by Triforium
on 2007-10-12 13:40:12
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