Yes, I’ve done it. I think. Recently I was having a roses moment – that’s what I’ve labelled the time of the month – and getting misty eyed over this video showing René Angélil and Celine Dion. Whether it was genuine or not, I loved the way she was so silly with him and he laughed and enjoyed himself with her and all her silliness.
I know how downright crazy/*insert what other terms my friends use here* I can be, and there has only been one boyfriend I’ve loved who supported it wholeheartedly and even joined in most of the time. Sadly, that didn’t end so well — the let’s be friends anyway thing? Ha, but, that’s a story for another time. Either way, seeing their love onscreen made me remember him so I
jumped a few hoops moused over to his Facebook page just to see how he was doing. It was weird, I’m not in love with him anymore, not interested in who he’s dating or not, I literally just wondered if he was alive and well. Anyway, moving along. While smiling a little at a couple of his posts, from a dusty corner I caught wind of a new blog he has; checked it out.
Now, if it was someone else, I would have followed in a heartbeat because I really liked the content. But, it was my ex and how much worse would it be to follow him as a friendly gesture and have him ignore me like he did when we
didn’t end well broke it off? (Another story remember, stop asking.) Anyway, so I called up one of my girlfriends . . .
“Okay, I’m having a roses moment, you need to be smart for me.” She obliges, puts me in my place and reveals that she was just telling me what I’d tell her in a similar situation. In summary, I refrained from pressing the follow button. Thank goodness, because the roses’ hormone attack passed and I was no longer moved to do so. Fact: This is also one of the reasons I seldom make big decisions during these times.
What I learnt
1) I’m not actually a stalker.
2) Old boyfriends sometimes become more poetic when they’ve lost you. Figures ^-^.