I would like to tell you things with The Professor are grand... but they're not.
I'd like to tell you about the wonderful weekend we had spent together... but I can't.
You see... I haven't seen him since a week ago Saturday.
We talked on Sunday and then again on Monday... and then not again until Friday last week.
This may not seem like a BIG thing... but see... the first month we logged 100 hours on the phone with each other.
I'm not pointing fingers.
In fact, I'm sure I am to blame.
He told me he loved me.
I wasn't ready.
I understand that can make a person question.
He then had family stuff going on.
But what I know, is that if you really want to be in contact with someone, you will be.
I made every attempt to be in contact with him on Saturday.
Every attempt was shot down or ignored.
So, I ended it.
I walked away.
I was very hopeful...but I'm not going to chase.
Chasing has not been productive for me in my dating life... it has just led to hurt.
...and I'm not ready to be hurt again.
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