Okay,I thought I had outgrown this stuff. The stupid crushes that consume the inner conversation. The longing for something that you want, but probably wouldn’t be a good idea in the long run. The obsessive thinking about someone when you’ve got someone good already. The back and forth “he loves me, he loves me not” making the work day interminably long. And yes, it would have to be at work – the one place I counted on to be happy and sane.
Why did the pit of my stomach drop when I heard you and your wife split? It’s not like I can do something. Why does my heart break for you knowing that you’re grieving the loss of a relationship and a parent? Why do I assume you’ll go for the stereotypical leggy blonde? I don’t even know you ended the marriage or your wife did.
I thought I had outgrown this stuff…..