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| The Irony of Cruelty by nekiteflyer at 10/2/2009 7:58:27 AM

I met a man a couple of weeks ago. After being single for almost ten years, after so many "he's not my type" dates and encounters... It took my breath away to finally meet a man I connected with on ALL levels - intellectually, spiritually, emotionally. In a nutshell - Mr. Right. The chemistry was instantaneous! Sparks flying fireworks exploding. The whole nine yards! We lived quite a distance from each other so a great deal of our discovery process was being done via the phone. We spent a great deal of time marveling at our chance encounter and how perfect we seemed for each other and how much Fate must have played a part in our meeting etc, etc, etc. After 22 phone calls in one day from him, In his last message he declared he was falling in love with me and that this, " scared the hell" out of him. It took him all of about two weeks to start showing a few cracks in his fascade. I guess he just couldn't keep up the ruse over time. As I started noticing more and more discrepencies in his demeanor, I, of course, got more and more cautious. When he finally realized I really wasn't going to have sex with him before we committed to each other, he concocted a story so farfetched I almost laughed and could have predicted. After which he then beat a hasty retreat. Are men really this cruel to go to these extremes just to get into a girl's bed? Honesty and integrity don't seem to have a place in these machinations anymore. I guess I've been out of the relationship game for so long, I don't know how to play it anymore. Ah well - Life goes on. I've waited ten years for Mr. Right ...What's another ten? 
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