Talks of the ♥

Recently, I decided to try and tell a past love what I felt while we were dating. I felt that after all this time; he was comfortable to accept that this wasn’t a booty call or friends with benefits situation for me. To me it was a strange love because of the way I acted and the stupidity of the relationship. I walked on egg shells for 4 years (yep, time passes by quickly) which is the only thing I regret. He was taken aback for my sudden confession (and estranged by my emotions, which makes him more of a Neanderthal), but I owned my past feelings. I felt it necessary to say those things after 3 years (or 4?), in order to move on and be ready for the thing that I’m waiting.

I forgave him for not giving the true chance I deserve (he doesn’t know how good my cooking is and strangers know my cooking). And I forgave myself for being stupid and dancing a game around him. He’s happy now with another person; as for me I have been having a blast being single and super sizing my group of friends, experiences and travels. I have become closer to my girlfriends, being there for them in their tough times, I have a warm bed every night thanks to Carmela, I have enjoyed every step of Mia as she grows to be an exceptional girl, and I have learned to live alone among other things. He never gave me the chance to really be honest,(he got upset when I confessed) and I understood that he will never be man enough to know my heart.

I have learned my lessons and have move on… I’m thankful that we are on friendly terms (like we have always been) and that know I know the type of relationship… I DON’T want.