Love from the past.....
Now...if seeing me (the delicious morsel they passed up hurts them a little....well...a little pain is good for the soul)
!!!! lol .... so funny and soooo right. Let'em eat cake Chica!
I know one look at you today and they are drooling.
But wait on your Boaz and he will come.
I did have an old flame (now married) contact me about 2 years ago ..
told me how often he thought of me and what I meant
to him. It was flattering, no lie. We had a few conversations
catching up and that was nice but nothing else on my end ....
I let him know ..... I GOTTA MAN!
!! Me next! 
Hi All! I had that happen. Dude from high school called my parents (who still had the same phone #) and they gave him my forwarding information. We both moved to different states. We laughed and talked about old times and who was doing what from school. No big deal. He was sane. I was married with kids and so was he. Problem for me was he wanted to keep our "reunion" a secret from his wife. I was not with that so that was it for me. I do nothing in secret with anyone but my own man. Then he told me that he felt like I was the "one that got away". I told him to build a relationship with his wife because he was holding onto the thought of a woman who doesn't exist anymore. And, no, I didn't tell him I weighed 2x the woman I was in high school..
On a somewhat related note, when I announced my wedding guys that I hadn't spoken to for years were calling me and showing up at my mother's door. I could not believe that. Even a guy that I dated when I was out of state in college. How the heck did word get that far out of town? Either way, what made it so strange was that every one of them said they always thought that I would marry them and members of their family thought so too. Amazing when you consider that ever since I got my heart broken in middle school I always thought ALL guys are full of crap.
I had written a letter to a girl friend who still lived in NYC and still saw my ex occasionally. During a party she had, my ex just so happened (yeah right) to "FIND" the letter on her desk. He copied my address. Without telling anyone, he boarded a plane to Canada, landed in Toronto and took a cab to the town I was living in (about an hour and a half outside of Toronto) about $100 dollars later, he showed up at my mothers house who immediately told him he wasn't welcome. He begged her to just drive him to see me. He just wanted to talk to me one more time.
I was working at the mall at the time. She walked into the store where I worked. When I turned around, there was my mother with the strangest look on her face..." She said, " P***** is here to see you, but he can't stay".
You could have knocked me over with a feather!! I ended up taking him to a restaurant, upon which he busted out in tears, begging me to come back. He was heading home to Brazil to see his family, but when he got back to New York he wanted me to come back to him. The answer was no. I ended up putting him on an earlier flight than he had scheduled and sent his narrow ass back to New York, Brazil and anywhere else that wasn't near me.
He called me constantly. Even from Brazil. He had his sisters call me, friends call me, you name. He even called me right up until the day before I got married, begging me to come back to him. Still...no.
When it's wrong...it just is and time doesn't change that. He ended up with a serious drug problem and loosing everything (materially) he worked so hard for. I'm not sure if he is even still living. All in all, it was sad. I made the right decision.
