While in the middle of Manhatten my so- called boy friend at the time decided it was the right place to tell me he was seeIng someone else. We were in a very crowded restaurant. I kind of just sat there. And we had just sat down to eat.
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By the way I just read windygreen's comment above. It's great.
Never found the right guy. Well I did. He was a priest.
It only got as far as a kiss,
I always fall for the wrong type.
I like the fact I was loved tenderly.
The other guy. Oh yes I gave him hell then my girlfriends took me out for a few drinks.
Lor's, don't think about him anymore, did you a favor by leaving. There's someone out there for you, just be patient, happy, be yourself. Like you said...you fall for the wrong type...try a different type. See my hub, Love is gone, but not forever.