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Diva's log 02/06/09...

Why is it that people never miss what they got until its gone? I mean I have an ex...we were together 6 years, we have a son together. We broke up for the first time, 2005, broke up for the second (and final time) February 12, 2008...yeah, two days before Valentine's day (it was amicable but yeah, I was happy that I didn't have to buy that fool a gift cause funds was tight anyhow, on top of the fact that I wasn't feeling him like that). So its been almost a year, and now I guess he's getting that itch? He's texting and calling, joking, and a teehee'ing up in my face after nearly a whole year of us barely talking because "I always feel like I got a chance with you so its just easier if we don't talk like that". For two weeks he has at the very least text me about our how our sex life was. I know him like the back of my hand, he could never really surprise me with anything (except for that one time...maybe I'll talk about that later though), and I know his horomones are raging and he's trying to get some of this good good again.

Problem is:

1.) Even if I wanted to just backslide and give him some (which I don't)...he would confuse it, and in his little brown eyes we would be back together which is an absolute no go.

2.) I've moved on and don't want to take it there with him

3.) I'm already doing the do with someone else and don't believe in multiple sexual partners

But after all that we've been through, 6 years of alot of not so good times (not that it was entirely bad), and a long discussion about how we aren't on the same path in life (I'm looking for the Barack to my Michelle, not the Clyde to my Bonnie. I wanna be the wife...not just the wifey), why would he still try? Why waste time? I know the heart wants what the heart wants but damn! It's common sense! We don't work! He's one of my best friends but I can't talk to him because it gives him false hope.

:Sigh: