hello, closure!

one of my readers told me that he doesn't like reading sad posts. (the same reader also offered to have a threesome with me, so i think i'm going to listen to him.) but this isn't a sad story, really. at least, i'm not sad about it. and i do feel that it's one i owe you.

a summary of events, as they unfolded, between #cookieboy and myself, is as follows:

1. i get to london
2. we decide not to see each other
3. we have a fight because we're not seeing each other
4. we make up and decide to see each other
5. we see each other.
6. it is amazing! angels sang. i will never forget how i felt that night.
7. *romantic pause*
8. due to the volcanic ash, i have a few extra, unexpected days in london.
9. i suggest that we get a hotel room so that we can spend some more time together. (by which, of course, i mean: have sex). the conversation goes something like this:

   me: sweetheart, it was so nice to see you. i was thinking maybe we could get a hotel room so we can spend some more time together.
   him: errr, i'm not too sure about that, star.
   me: *puzzled* oh?
   him: i just think you're living in the past.
   me: *more puzzled* oh?
   him: well, we're not together, anymore.
   me: i realise that, but i'm only here for a couple more days and i had such a nice time with you the other night. i'd like to spend some more time with you before i go.
   him: it's not about sex for you, you've got feelings for me.
   me: yes. yes, i do.
   him: well, i just think you don't realise that we've split up.
   me: ummm, no, no, i do realise that. we live in different countries. i just want to have a nice time with you while i'm here.
   him: i don't love you anymore.
   me: well, to be honest, i don't love you anymore, either. i just thought that it might be nice to spend some time together.
   him: i just don't think you get it.
   me: look, are you worried that we'll spend more time together, you'll get emotionally attached and then it will be hard for you when i leave?
   him: no, not at all. i just think that you still have feelings for me and you can't get over me.
   me: ummm. okay, then.
   him: *throws a tantrum and storms off*

his ridiculous behaviour and his lack of any sort of apology whatsoever made me fall out of love. yeah, he might of been special once, but now he's just someone who owes me a load of money. so, hello closure.