Ever get that sick feeling in your stomach that the whole time you thought this person was playing you to the left, that he may just have been reacting to you basically blowing him off?
The BIG EX and I have been broken up for like three years now, no contact. I'm over it. But at the same time, I've been holding myself very closely. Once bitten, twice shy... You know how that shit goes.
But in hindsight, My Neighbor Boy has been there the whole time, shellacking my hard shell and at the same time sneaking up into my soft middles.
BTW - I'm a cancer. I had to throw in the crustacean metaphors.
The worst part is he's a cancer too. We're like two crabs in a bucket. And if anybody knows Cancers, you know that two of them will sit in a room and burn for each other and neither of them will say a word.
It's never been more obvious that two people need to tell each other how they feel. It's tricky because we've got sandbox love. We've been a terrible twosome since 1989. My cousin says I'm a pussy and that I should just take my punch in the face.
I am. And I should.
So, we both hate spiders right? I told him we couldn't get married because, who would kill the spiders??
Yesterday he killed not one, but two spiders for me... There's nothing romantic about the death of a spider, but that was something terrible sweet.
The BIG EX and I have been broken up for like three years now, no contact. I'm over it. But at the same time, I've been holding myself very closely. Once bitten, twice shy... You know how that shit goes.
But in hindsight, My Neighbor Boy has been there the whole time, shellacking my hard shell and at the same time sneaking up into my soft middles.
BTW - I'm a cancer. I had to throw in the crustacean metaphors.
The worst part is he's a cancer too. We're like two crabs in a bucket. And if anybody knows Cancers, you know that two of them will sit in a room and burn for each other and neither of them will say a word.
It's never been more obvious that two people need to tell each other how they feel. It's tricky because we've got sandbox love. We've been a terrible twosome since 1989. My cousin says I'm a pussy and that I should just take my punch in the face.
I am. And I should.
So, we both hate spiders right? I told him we couldn't get married because, who would kill the spiders??
Yesterday he killed not one, but two spiders for me... There's nothing romantic about the death of a spider, but that was something terrible sweet.
curioustomcat:
The best is to be surprised... and fall in love before the fears have a chance to kick in 
sugarcyanide:
I'm with Tomcat. I am a cancer too so I totally know what you mea. I lived with a cancer I dated once and it was interesting to say the least.