5/11/2023 0 Comments The department of speculationThen the mysterious and heartbreaking retreat into phone and internet silence, followed by both of us turning up at posh hotel dance event, but not with each other.Ĭonfronting failure is not something I do particularly well, but never had I attained less-than-well so publically. There had been a few weeks of daily emails, four Latin dance classes, a bit of flirtation, a few lies, some mixed signals, and one particularly passionate kiss. It was the culminate event of yet another bungled, fifty-something, this should be easier than it is, relationship. Both when he loved me and when he didn’t.Ī couple weeks ago, I experienced an epic social fail. He made me sing along to all the bad songs on the radio. If you had to sum up what he did to me, I’d say it was this.
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