It never ends, do you know that? I CANNOT escape, because there aren’t many routes available to me.
Though it appears that you are in a similar spot as myself. I remember you saying how you were done with the online dating scene, yet I just found your profile, again. Perhaps you are feeling the same loneliness I, myself, have been feeling this past year?
And again, my concern grows for you. Not because you can’t take care of yourself (which is far from the truth), but because I know how many jerks there are out there who would break you in a heartbeat and never look back. And yeah, okay, perhaps there’s a tinge of jealousy hidden in there somewhere.
Either way, I know it’s your life and your choices and I am the LAST person to have any sort of say in it. *sigh* Why must this wash over me so intensely, like a flash flood? Why can’t I escape the beautiful image of you?
And so I carry on, invisible again because you’ve deemed me unworthy to be a part of your life. Such is life…