here's what's good about goodbye.

Leos romanticize everything. So shoot me!

In December 2011, I met someone. (See A modern day fairy tale.)

It was one of the more romantic experiences I've been in.
I romanticized everything that followed just cause.
Imagined the happy-ever-after in my head.
He was the prince, however minimal his willingness was.
And I was holding on to all this for the same reason.

The idea of romance coming to sweep me off my feet.

And I held on to this guy for the same (wrong) reasons.

Doesn't make it right, right?

He made me happy- WHEN I HEARD FROM HIM.

Which was unfortunately for me-- not very often.

But those times that I don't hear from him made me feel hmmm...lonely.

In fact, not hearing from him made me feel lonelier.

His work was his priority and I don't hate him for it.

It was one of the things I admired about him.

But in the back of my mind, I would always feel I was bothering him.

And when I would try to tell him about my bad day or a bad incident at work,

he replied a few days later.

(What the eff was that about anyway?)

So his work ethic is one of his more admirable traits.

But it was also the one thing that got me thinking he wasn't for me.
So as the time passed- we drifted.
And I would feel guilty about meeting other people.
(Why the eff who knows, right?)

In my heart, I wanted someone who was consistent.
Wholly made an effort.

To call.

To text.

To make me laugh.

To blow kisses my way.

To ask how my day was.

Because that's the kind of person that I am.

I know what I want.

I know what I need.

I know what I can offer.

And I know it's not a "now-I-see-you-then-I don't" guy.

I need to make someone feel important.

I need to hear a voice on the other line smile when I say "I've missed you."

I need to hear someone tell me everything will be okay.

Because when someone matters to me- I want to make him count too.

I really did enjoy talking to him but being in touch intermittently made me hold on to all the right things with the wrong person.

And I've decided, my heart has had enough.

The romance that I associate with him was thoroughly undeserved.

So, yeah it was not good.

So, as of today and for the meantime, I finally made the move to cease communicating.
I am a special girl looking for a special something and it takes a special guy to see...

Feel the oomph in that!

it took 7 months to realize he didn't make the cut.