In 2005, we met. I thought to myself: “She’s a cute and sweet girl.” But NO; you were SO much more than that. When we finally spent 24 hours together,(on the job) you…”got into my head”, so to speak.
“My goodness; this LADY is so brilliant, and is no one’s fool.” Oh, you will allow one to believe that he/she has gotten something over on you. And in the first 15 minutes of our shift, I realized that you were no ordinary woman. You were/are special. There seemed to be a connection or a chemistry between us (probably delusions in my mind).
You were engaged. Had I let a good one get away? For the first time in my life, I longed to have been born a man, and you could have been my Princess. It wasn’t lust. It was a desire to grow old with you…to experience that first kiss with you—to just….LOVE you. And BTW, I still feel guilty for placing you in an awkward position–potentially “running into” your ex-husband. He missed the beauty, which isn’t just external.
5 years have passed since we last saw one another. And every time you post a photo of yourself, (which I’m sure isn’t for my benefit)…blah, blah, blah. Confession-I genuinely loved you then, and that hasn’t changed. I’m sorry that I never conveyed that to you-I didn’t realize.
Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you aren’t special.