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Granted it's only been a week since the last time I talked to her (we've been officially broken up for about 2 months), but on that last time I talked to her she told me she didn't love me anymore and is in love with this new guy she's been seeing. I was crushed when she told me that stuff (we were together almost 7 years) but managed to bounce myself back fairly quickly and realize that she couldn't possibly be in love with the guy (her friends and family say she is more distant than ever, constantly biting her nails, constantly sleeping, etc.) and couldn't possibly be over me. But I made a vow to stay the hell away from her (I'm fairly pissed at her anyway). So I get out of the shower this morning and see that I have a new voicemail, lo and behold it was her sounding rather desperate to talk to me, saying "please call me, I'd really like to talk to you..." I was sort of dying to tell her the insanely cool night I had had last night so I called her. She sounded very happy to hear my voice and I kept a sort of distant, uninterested tone to my voice.

 

She asked me how I've been and I said, "Good." She then said I sounded sad (I think she was hoping to get me emotional or something, but I didn't bite and reassured her that I was feeling great). I then said, "You're never gonna believe who I partied with last night..." I'm sure she figured I'd say some old friend from high school or something, but she never expected me to say, "Pharrell Williams (superstar producer, lead singer of the group N.E.R.D., multi-millionaire)." Now my ex thinks he's super cool and has always been a big fan and of course was in disbelief. But it was not a lie. His band had performed earlier last night at the "Rolling Rock Town Fair" not to far from the store I work at and him and his bodyguard (Big Ben) came into the store, he was looking for certain DVD's and CD's so I sort of walked around with him showing him what he was looking for and giving my opinions on certain cd's or movies. He was a super cool guy and said that he and Ben were going to the bar/restaraunt next door. I got off like an hour later and me and a buddy went over and Pharrell graciously bought us a pitcher of beer, shook our hands, etc. So we didn't actually party with him, but we did B.S. with him for a while and it was much cooler than whatever dumpy bar my ex spent her saturday night at with her new boyfriend and his loser buddies.

 

It felt so good to hear the envy in her voice. Like I had some power for once in this. I then said I had to go and she got all dissapointed and said, "Oh... Okay... What are you doing this week?" I told her that this was my vacation week and I was going to go visit my friends in Manhattan. Again she sounded dissapointed and said, "Well if you ever just want to talk, you can call me..." I just said, "Yeah... we'll see, I gotta go..."

 

Needless to say I was proud of myself and when I drove past her house tonight I saw that she had stayed home tonight. Makes me think she is already thinking about what a stupid mistake she made breaking up with me and my sounding like I'm having all this fun and not sitting around moping just made it sting worse. There's no way I'm going to call her. And I've pretty successfully gotten her out of my head. I decided a long time ago if I ever do take her back I will make her work for it and prove that she is mature enough to commit herself to me. I'm by no means happy, but I realize that her seeing me moving on and having fun scares the crap out of her... It's really the best feeling I've had since the break-up. She's so afraid that I will forget about her. Who knows? Maybe I will... It'll be her fault for dumping me in the first place so she could sew her wild oats.

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As they say, the best revenge is to move on!

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