DEEP BREATH--SIGH--DEEP BREATH...Here we go
Fuzzy Face and I are over. I will say it isn't a HUGE shock. I have been entirely too clingy too fast. And I just always had this nagging feeling that it wasn't the right situation for me. But you know, I was comfortable for the most part and liked the idea of being part of a family.
I do love him in a way. I'm just not sure its in the "Til Death Do Us Part" way. He is funny, and fun to be with. He's pretty good in the lovin' department. And I think he is really good looking. I love to look at him.
Sometimes it felt like I wasn't exciting enough or hot enough. But I also had a long talk with my brother this weekend and realized that Fuzzy has a couple of flaws that I am not quite sure I can handle long term. I really really wanted to, but wanting to isn't enough sometimes.
I haven't had the urge to cry yet. I'm sure I will bawl my eyes out on the way home from his place with my stuff in tow. He's a good guy. Just not my guy anymore. Sad, isn't it?
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