He was nothing like someone I would want to be with. He was handsome, nevertheless. He had his own story, An ex he loved for seven years and the break up because he couldn't leave his parents. The reason, again, something that was quite hard for me to take in. But, I could see where he comes from. The Naivety with which I spoke to him, I still feel was the real me. His calls and texts kept me glued. He would care so much that I wondered why he was being so nice, sometimes, I would ask. The reason was poetic. That he loved my mind. For some reason, that was not enough for me. I wished he liked me, completely, the way I liked him. His eyes, the way he spoke, the way he made me smile. The secret lover, that he was . Very different on the other side, with the outside world. It was long distant and virtual but the chemistry was just too high. It was tough to keep away from the romance. and that's when he declare his love for me. I didn't know what to say. He stopped texting within hours, and I thought I had lost him.
It's been so long since I wrote. But then when I see people read my blog, and say how much they relate. It compels me to write more. I thought that I don't have much to write anymore. Same old issues, same old stories. I even didn't want to write thinking that the issues I mentioned would probably dilute the matter with too many posts. But then I write today because something recently struck me hard. A conversation with a love interest who is looking for a partner, realized that I talked a lot about my previous love .Which I didn't know was so obvious. But I clearly didn't move on. After may be discussing for a whole hour, he asked if I am looking for a lover or a partner? Because you don't have much time until you spend time loving someone who may never be your partner. That's when I realized that I for all these years, haven't had a proper romance, and I am already out of that age. I am old enough to settle down and look for a partner, instead of ...
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