I've been away from this blog, and from my married man, for many weeks. I mourned the relationship way beyond what it deserved. Then just as I got myself together and started to move on, he contacted me again.
Against my better judgement and the protests of loyal friends who helped me recover, I met with him for coffee in our park. It really was just talk at first. Then it became kissing. Then it became stroking. Then it stopped, because he had some issues. Guilt, no doubt. Not just guilty for cheating on his wife, but guilty for stirring up old feelings in me.
Then a few very short (one sentence) emails, then nothing.
I recovered much faster this time. Began dating someone else.
Then he emailed again. He wants to see me. Again.
I don't think I can do this again. I don't think my heart can take it. And my new guy, who happens to have the same first name and astrological sign as this one, probably wouldn't be too happy.
