A not too distant memory.

I read this post today and I could soooooo identify. I know for me everytime I think of ex-boyfriend. I think of him.

I think of the many hours I waited on him to call or to visit. What the little gestures he made meant to me. Yet I'm sure if you were to ask him I'd almost bet money that he wouldn't remember. Wouldn't remember a thing. How much he'd meant to me. The many hours we spent talking. How every time I hear THAT song I think of him. Nothing! He wouldn't remember a thing.

It's not like our paths haven't crossed. Thanks to MySpace, Facebook and MSN. We're in touch when we want to be. I force myself NOT to talk to him too much. Keep the conversations light and minimal. I dare not dwell on the "what if". Instead I focus on the now. Take a deep breath and move on...

*sigh*