I'll never find anyone like him again.
I can see good in that, but it breaks my heart too. I do love him, maybe not like I thought I did, but I love him like a brother......or closer, because I got to choose him, all on my own.
We are friends, we will always be friends (he has knack for doing that, dating first and being friends later, lol). I'm going to miss touching him, holding him, kissing him, and the sex like crazy. I've never had better....I mean, if you look in past blogs you can see the scratches, bruises and bite marks......that is only the half of it....lol.
I'm going to miss that. Going to work like that, and everyone knowing it was Mikey.
I am okay though. I know I deserve better, but I've had "better", and it isn't all it is cracked up to be.
I just have to keep searching, keep looking for love.
lol, that "Buckwheat sings the Classics" from Saturday Night Live skit just poped in my head.... "Wookin' pu nub in all da wong paces" lol Ahhhh....good times, good times. Sometime I wish I had dated his brother. I had the biggest crush on him before I even knew Mike, I didn't even know he had a brother.
The first night I met Mike (people had been telling me about him for over a year before I finally met him, and I guess people had been telling him about me and how we would dig eachother for quite a while too), I kept telling his brother, "I feel bad, because I don't really dig him. He's boring." lol He was sick, had been for a while and I had kept him up well past four AM. lol A few days later he sent me a message and asked for another chance because "he wasn't himself". I've been getting that a lot from him. And I know he is hurting, he is going to be hurting for a long time.
My poor baby.
Okay. I love him, but keeping it platonic is how it is going to go from now on. I can't do it again. Go through being his one and only, to his really good friend who "will always have a special place in his heart." I just can't do that again. My heart would die.
I can see good in that, but it breaks my heart too. I do love him, maybe not like I thought I did, but I love him like a brother......or closer, because I got to choose him, all on my own.
We are friends, we will always be friends (he has knack for doing that, dating first and being friends later, lol). I'm going to miss touching him, holding him, kissing him, and the sex like crazy. I've never had better....I mean, if you look in past blogs you can see the scratches, bruises and bite marks......that is only the half of it....lol.
I'm going to miss that. Going to work like that, and everyone knowing it was Mikey.
I am okay though. I know I deserve better, but I've had "better", and it isn't all it is cracked up to be.
I just have to keep searching, keep looking for love.
lol, that "Buckwheat sings the Classics" from Saturday Night Live skit just poped in my head.... "Wookin' pu nub in all da wong paces" lol Ahhhh....good times, good times. Sometime I wish I had dated his brother. I had the biggest crush on him before I even knew Mike, I didn't even know he had a brother.
The first night I met Mike (people had been telling me about him for over a year before I finally met him, and I guess people had been telling him about me and how we would dig eachother for quite a while too), I kept telling his brother, "I feel bad, because I don't really dig him. He's boring." lol He was sick, had been for a while and I had kept him up well past four AM. lol A few days later he sent me a message and asked for another chance because "he wasn't himself". I've been getting that a lot from him. And I know he is hurting, he is going to be hurting for a long time.
My poor baby.Okay. I love him, but keeping it platonic is how it is going to go from now on. I can't do it again. Go through being his one and only, to his really good friend who "will always have a special place in his heart." I just can't do that again. My heart would die.
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