Well I *thought* I met "the one"
After a very long search I thought I found Mr. Right. After 9 months of dating, the man even showed me my engagement ring the other day. It's supposed to be getting sized. Yeah, right.
I ignored all the signals that something was wrong, I believed his excuses every time, and today I heard him on the phone with another woman. Just when am I going to learn?
But I can't sit here and cry all day. All I can do is thank God I learned before it was too late, pick up the pieces, and move on. Were it only that easy.
I don't think I'm asking for much. All I really want out of life is to be loved and wanted for who I am -- a caring, warm, loving, sensitive, and loyal woman.
Yeah, I'm not perfect. But I'm not looking for perfection either. I just want a good man who does his best, knows his priorities and has them straight, and above all can commit his heart and soul to just one person and not play games.
Just where did all the good guys go?
Sorry for the sobs, but I just need a shoulder to lean on right now... But the shoulder that I loved is gone.
It feels so odd to be here again. What are the days going to be like without the phone calls, my hug, that smiling face? Only time will tell...
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