Sometimes I really do think the universe is testing me...or maybe just teasing me?
Here's how it all began. Friday at work was a bad day. I tried to do my best not to break down at work with my post-break up situation but some days are harder than others. Let's just say some tears were shed behind closed doors. I gave myself five minutes to get all the crying out of the way and then snap back into reality. I must say though, now I know how to cleverly run to the bathroom at work and break down and come back in a decent time so no one realizes what the hell is happening. I mean, do I really want to be known as the girl who is too emotional to keep her problems at home? Of course not!
As the day went on, the sky was crying too...it was raining like crazy. I was doing my best to keep up a happy face and by the end of the day I made myself believe it too! (Two pats on the back!)
TGIF! 5:00 o'clock comes around and after I get back to my office to gather my stuff and get going I have my phone in my hand and I see it flash with a text and who is it? Mr. NYC of course...dun...dun..dun.
I just laughed. Because really what else can you do? Actually no let me take that back, I cried a little on the inside at my luck and then laughed. At this point his resurfacing is so ill-timed, I would not be surprised if he has a snow globe of my life and shakes it to know exactly when to strike.
It's like he knows when to reach out, he has impeccable timing in my life...and I told him that too. Of course he didn't understand it and brushed it off as "You wished it, you willed it and I made it happen" (the text message). Okay Mr. Big Shot, let's not carried away.
(Really though, have you met anyone else who is THAT in love with themselves?)
If he only knew...he was the furthest thing on my mind that day, I was trying to wash away memories of someone else.
My friend and I were talking about this scenario and she said that maybe he came back into my life right now as the perfect distraction to help me get through what's going currently. Maybe? I don't know. But I will be the first to admit that there's no harm in entertaining him right now as a simple distraction.
Everything was fine until he dropped the "I Miss You" bomb....UGH...knot in my stomach. Exactly what I wanted to hear BUT WRONG GUY. So what do you do now?
Let's be honest girls, from the words of my friend, we all pray at one time or another that our exes will miss us. She had a point there. I did often wonder about this day but I didn't think I ever saw it becoming a reality, especially not while I am going through a break up.
I figured the best way to handle this would be to send a cold text back so I simply said "That's nice" and went to sleep. Because let's face it, when you're sending an old flame "i miss you" texts after hours you're either super wasted and/or need to scratch a certain itch..or worse, it's BOTH. And nothing good ever comes out of that. It's the oldest trick in the book.
Woke up the next morning and there was a response back. Jeez.
A part of me wanted to ask "How many girls do you text "i miss you" at once and how many responses have you actually gotten back? And out of all of them was I the first one your list , or last one?". I don't know which would offend me more, being the first one on his hit list, or the last one. Think about it.
Sigh....that's all I got for you today.
When you want them, they walk away but when you don't want them they come anyway.
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