Its crazy because, as I sit here typing this I want to reach out to him and say JUST KIDDING. But, that would be a lie. I'm not kidding. I really like him and the more time that we spent together the more I would start envisioning our future together. A future that he made very clear more than six years ago would never come into fruition. You see, i'm not his type. He's more of a Jennifer Aniston and Kate Upton kind of guy. No, this isn't my opinion he actually told me this. So, right from jump my dark skin, full lips and somewhat shapely figure didn't fit his traditional marriage material mold. I fit more of the mistress role. He craved me. Wanted to spend time with me. He just didn't want to date me. He didn't want anyone to know.
So here I am again. Cutting off an addiction. Going cold turkey as some might say. The guy I longed for and in my heart of hearts wished could have longed for me simply wasn't into me. So, saying goodbye was the only logical solution....again.