When I moved back to Philly it was the same thing, catching up with old friends. This included exes, the one ex that always remained like a Canadian quarter was of course Louise and from Louise there was Alex and then Raymone and of course Damien.
Damien and I tried to give it a go recently and cleared the air about the past; however he was still a poor kisser and did not choose he words wisely. There was the night we made plans to meet up and I told him I could not make it because I was not feeling well, His response, “Ok ttyl.”
“Really,” I thought. How can you say you like someone that you have known for 5 years and when they tell you they are not feeling well just give them that? He could have at least said, “Oh that sucks, hope you feel better soon, call you tomorrow.” I think that sounds like someone who cares.
After Damien I realized that it was time to clean out the closet. My standards in men had become greatly higher. I was engaged to a Jewish doctor for heaven's sakes. Louis decided to end our friendship and I deleted Damien from my phone, along with Alex and Mr. M.
When I moved back, Mr. M and I we were talking on the regular, we were officially long distance friends. But he then made a trip to Philly and did not tell me. I just happened to ask what he was doing the night he got in town. He was here for a week and I tried to meet up with him but he stopped returning text and calls so I erased him. I knew if I was going to move on in life I had to let go of baggage that was weighting me down.
Raymone and I parted as friends he had his new boy toy and I had almost no respect for him anymore so it was the best thing for us.
After I called things off with Dr. MeTo it took a month, but nights started getting lonely and with the fall fast approaching, cold too. So I knew of an ex that I hoped would have gotten better with age, The Reverend. We dated back when I was 20 and in the closet and he claims I kicked him to the curb but we remained distant friends.
Most recently we began talking via Facebook and decided to hook up. From the moment he called me I knew it was a bad idea. He had the impression that my night would go on pause since I made plans with him. He got angry when I didn’t respond to his text because I was on the phone. Then he got angry when I decided to go to Walgreens for a snack and water.
When we got back to my place he began trying to assert that he still wanted me and felt he had a claim. I politely put him in his place. We showered and got in bed and what should have been a pleasant walk down memory lane turned into a visit to the doctor’s office.
There were so many questions and once he got started it was uncomfortable and just downright sloppy. I almost told him to, “Get the hell off me.” but I maintained composure and watched to see how he would handle himself. Needless to say it was a party so I came but it was still a bad party.
Loneliness will make you do some stupid things. While M was no longer in my phone he was still on my Facebook and one night like I dummy I decided to post on his wall, “Hi.” The next day I got a text and thus started a reconnection.
Mr. M, I have a feeling there is something I am not seeing.
