"Open the door and come in, I'm so glad to see you my FRIEND..."
A few months back, I swore to move on and keep my ex-boyfriend out of my life because of all the angst and hurt brought about by a painful breakup. And for a while, I was able to do so – I deleted his contact information from my Yahoo! Messenger, email, mobile phonebook, and even deleted him from my Friendster friends list. And slowly, like a baby taking its first steps one at a time, I was able to live the kind of life that existed before he came into the picture – a happy, carefree single life with family and friends at the heart of everything I do. I was once again that happy girl with a lot of options and opportunities ahead of her, and not afraid to brave out untested waters but with just enough confidence to keep her grounded. 2008 started out well for me, free of any emotional baggage and with renewed enthusiasm for life and love. Yeah, I guess I pretty much moved on. And then…
I didn’t know what got into me, but just recently I decided to drop a casual message to my ex via Friendster, just to say hi – just that. (Geez, if ever one of my girlfriends finds out that I did that, they’d call me silly, even crazy, for doing such.) I never expected a reply from him or anything; I just wanted to wish him well. Surprisingly he replied and it was the start of a long thread of conversation about whatever happened to each other’s lives after quite some time of not keeping in touch. In fact, I haven’t seen him for almost a year now, and to be honest I sort of miss him. Don’t get your red warning flag up just yet; it’s the kind of feeling one might have for an old friend with whom so much in life has been shared with but then for some reason life takes an unexpected turn that leaves you taking separate roads and, eventually, separate lives.
From the looks of it, he seems happy now with the things going on in his life plus he’s got a new love to keep him inspired, while I am enjoying my life with the company of my family, loyal girlfriends, good food, and some booze on the side (Err, I was just kidding about the 'booze' part). As for the love department, I’m taking my time on this one. On one of our conversations, he made me promise him that our next coffee would be on me. I, in turn, reminded him that he still owes me a long-overdue lunch. We had a good laugh over it, and I can’t wait to see him again soon – my dear old friend, nothing more but definitely nothing less.
A few months back, I swore to move on and keep my ex-boyfriend out of my life because of all the angst and hurt brought about by a painful breakup. And for a while, I was able to do so – I deleted his contact information from my Yahoo! Messenger, email, mobile phonebook, and even deleted him from my Friendster friends list. And slowly, like a baby taking its first steps one at a time, I was able to live the kind of life that existed before he came into the picture – a happy, carefree single life with family and friends at the heart of everything I do. I was once again that happy girl with a lot of options and opportunities ahead of her, and not afraid to brave out untested waters but with just enough confidence to keep her grounded. 2008 started out well for me, free of any emotional baggage and with renewed enthusiasm for life and love. Yeah, I guess I pretty much moved on. And then…
I didn’t know what got into me, but just recently I decided to drop a casual message to my ex via Friendster, just to say hi – just that. (Geez, if ever one of my girlfriends finds out that I did that, they’d call me silly, even crazy, for doing such.) I never expected a reply from him or anything; I just wanted to wish him well. Surprisingly he replied and it was the start of a long thread of conversation about whatever happened to each other’s lives after quite some time of not keeping in touch. In fact, I haven’t seen him for almost a year now, and to be honest I sort of miss him. Don’t get your red warning flag up just yet; it’s the kind of feeling one might have for an old friend with whom so much in life has been shared with but then for some reason life takes an unexpected turn that leaves you taking separate roads and, eventually, separate lives.
From the looks of it, he seems happy now with the things going on in his life plus he’s got a new love to keep him inspired, while I am enjoying my life with the company of my family, loyal girlfriends, good food, and some booze on the side (Err, I was just kidding about the 'booze' part). As for the love department, I’m taking my time on this one. On one of our conversations, he made me promise him that our next coffee would be on me. I, in turn, reminded him that he still owes me a long-overdue lunch. We had a good laugh over it, and I can’t wait to see him again soon – my dear old friend, nothing more but definitely nothing less.
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