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Missed Connection

From across the Wal-Mart aisle, we locked eyes tonight. I know you saw me. You must have seen me. Because I definitely saw you. And there was longing in my eyes. Unmistakeable. You saw it, right?

You might not remember this, but we’ve met before. Even more than that, we’ve spent a lot of personal time together in the past. I don’t expect you to remember. It’s been a while. A very long while. And you have so many fans, I’m sure. Look at you.

We had fun. A lot of fun. Together. Alone, in hiding. But it’s been a long time and we parted ways for a reason. Though we had a lot of good times, the good times were fleeting. At first, things are always amazing between us. The cravings, the passion, the undeniable lust I feel when I see you. Still to this day that hasn’t changed. But after a quick moment, after the first taste of you on my lips, what was uncontrollable quickly turns into regret. You see, we are not good together. We were just never meant to be. And although you’re incredibly delicious, I have to say no. I have to. It’s for the best. For me, anyway.

So yes, I saw you tonight. From across the aisle at Wal-Mart. But I didn’t come closer because we are better apart than we ever were together. I see that now. It just took me some time apart from you to realize.

I’m sorry. I really am. I try to only remember the good times, but I’m quickly thrust back into reality and recall the aches and pains and regret I felt. Every. Single. Time.

Say what you will, but I am on a mission to improve myself. From the inside out. And you are NOT good for me. You never were. You can try to tempt me with your cake; your red velvety cake awesomeness. And your cream filling. (I always thought the chocolate coating was overkill, personally.) And the childhood memories of our time together. But no more. Those days have passed. And I have to take care of myself. I choose to put myself first.

Jos. Louis - A tale of star-crossed lovers.

This isn’t goodbye forever, Jos. It’s just not the right time for us. Not then. Not now. But maybe someday. I hope you understand. Because when it is, when it will be the right time for us to reunite, it’ll be amazing. Until then, Jos., I’ve thought about you and I hope you find someone else to satisfy for an afternoon or evening.


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