When will it end? This ebb and flow of emotion?  Yesterday was so easy, today I almost messaged him, that I wished he hadn’t lied to me so much, so I could still talk to him.

I missed our funny, smart, sexy, flirty, sometimes philosophical conversations, that went on all day.  Really missed them.  Missed him.

You know, that guy that I loved, pre-Betty.  The guy before all the lies began in earnest.  He says, said, he loved her.  Maybe he thinks he does, even though he climbed in my bed whenever I’d allow it, as long as it wasn’t Saturday night, lol.  But she brought out the worst in him.  Fake, false, deceptive, self absorbed, out for himself only.  Lies and deception became his standard way of life.  Who was that?  No one I knew, sadly.

Anyway, I missed the guy who was around before her. Quirky, funny, smart, sexy…. I missed him a lot.  But then I kind of thought, maybe I’m just missing having “someone”. To talk to, to flirt with, to hang out with on a Saturday night.

Yeah, maybe.  Someone like S, pre-Betty, quirky, funny, smart, sexy, but honest.  Trustworthy.  With killer blue eyes, lol. I guess I’m missing “someone”.  Because the guy I missed is gone.  There’s someone though….I’ll find him.  I was always good at Where’s Waldo?