Monday, April 30, 2007

Return of the Ex

So my galfriends have been plagued recently by ex-boyfriends. The exes send them e-mails out of the blue, they call to say they still love them, they call to say they never want to speak to them again, they run up behind them at marathons and try to chat... exes everywhere. One of the nice things about getting married, changing my phone number and moving to a new state is that my exes have a hard time finding me.

But after all the ex talk over the last couple of days, I had a dream last night in which I was still dating an ex, and the only thing I could think of was "Crap! How did I get to be dating this guy again? This sucks!" Then I asked him how many times I had to break up with him to make it stick. Which kinda of reveals how well I handle the delicate task of letting a guy down easy. He was very surprised, since in dream world we had never broken up. But I remember breaking up. In the real world. Over chinese food and fortune cookies. His cookie said "Love first and wait for love in return." And I told him I didn't love him anymore. Subtlety is not my strong suit.

I hope you are doing well, Mr. Ex. Thanks for not popping up years later in real life to tell me you still love or hate me. And I'm glad to know that the only person less likely to be running a marathon than me is you.

1 comment:

Melanie said...

I love it. Some day we're going to be all gray-haired and 75 and laughing about all these "not mr. right" men we've known, loved, and said goodbye to... wait, I take that back, we do that now long before the years and gray hair! Crazy times lately, right?