A Change of Scenery
I know this situation happens all the time and more eloquent and better writers have described this type of situation much better than I, so I won't recreate the wheel here.
But it is so disappointing, nonetheless. One can't help but be a little heartbroken.
So I am running away from home for a time. There are new classes and new milongas and new people to meet.
I just hope that guy will be a little sorry, but frankly, I'm sure he won't even notice I'm gone.
4 comments:
there is no way a man can forget such beautiful eyes.
ask my brother.
That is very kind of you, dear Nuit.
But I think that this particular person and your brother are cut from very different cloth.
Your brother is the better man, to be sure.
Funny, I clicked thinking of saying exactly what I read in the first comment!!! Ha!
I agree with Nuit... Ask my friends, my boyfriend and (ex) boyfriends, my brother... and any woman with a minimum sense of beauty! That said... I'm sure it is *his* loss...
Tanguera
Then why do I still miss dancing with him? It's been two weeks now.
I feel like such a dummy.
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