Playing With Fire
This is either the worst idea you’ve had in a long time, or it’s the best. The roadblocks are everywhere… The bad memories have lingered… Odds are that you’ll be experiencing the same old pain in a plethora of new ways once this thing has played out…. But still. There’s something to be said for the rush of adrenaline and those same ol’ feelings that can only happen when someone we loved, or lusted after, or both, re-enters our lives. You’re probably headed for disaster, but the ride might be worth the price.
Let’s start with a heavy dose of reality: He made a list??? And you kept it??? I don’t know which is worse. What was on such a list? How long was it? And WHY THE HELL DID YOU KEEP IT? I’m no expert, but NO ONE on this planet has the right to put such a list together, much less actually present it to the woman. At the other end, that list should have been burned when you received it, not kept.
Shame on both of you.
Plus… If you really think that the first time around was based purely on the “mystery” of it all, what about it feels any different now? How do you know his return foray into your life would be any different now? How do you know that he won’t lose interest again, stop wanting to kiss you and become less attractive by the hour? It’s ten years later; if a guy became less attractive to you, then how can an additional decade of loose skin and receding hair be anything other than a guarantee that it will happen again?
Not to mention the part about no sex being, “… pretty much just like our old relationship.” Since when is that OK? I’ll tell you when that’s OK – when you’ve been married for a hundred years and have a house full of kids.You were entering your sexual prime during this relationship, weren’t you? Are you telling me you were willing to accept that, even for a minute? One of the reasons I don’t get involved with women I don’t care about is because I figure it’ll be obvious that I’m not interested after the first five minutes, and I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. Clearly, you were one of those women who can tell when a man loses interest. Clearly, you remember this part of the relationship, well, clearly. This alone should have been completely unacceptable at the time. Now, it’s exactly the way things should be.
The good news? You used to be friends. You used to be best friends. You used to be “When Harry Met Sally.” Think of all the couples you know today. Now, think about those few that are worth the price of admission. What is it about these couples that makes a relationship seem even plausible, not to mention desirable? It’s the friendship they have, inside and out. You guys are ten years later this time around. Being friends is the best part of this relationship that you remember – maybe the only good part. If we all have to get to a certain point in our lives before knowing this and living this become one in the same, maybe the guy you used to love has gotten to this point. I hope so… If not, you are in for a world of hurt.
Do me, and yourself this one favor, and this time you have to really mean it. DO NOT make this thing about him, and what he wants and who he has become. Make it about you, and what YOU want and who YOU have become. You’ll be doing yourself, and him a lot of good.
And pardon my ignorance, but what exactly is #1, anyway?
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The Ex Files
I think I’m dating my ex.
At least it seems like we’re dating. We talk every day. He texts me good morning, emails with news of the day, calls to say goodnight, we see each other a few times a week, and he’s taking my refrigerator when I move. Oh and, we’re not having sex, so it’s pretty much just like our old relationship.
The thing is, I’m not sure I want to date my ex. We were together ten years ago. It didn’t end well. And unfortunately for him, I still remember EVERYTHING. Like how he broke my heart into a million pieces. Like how he made me feel unattractive and unwanted. Like how we were much better as friends. We were great friends. In fact, he was a much better friend than a boyfriend. I think he was more in love with me when he was my friend. We were crazy about each other when we were friends. It was when he fell in love with me that he wasn’t in love with me. Does that make sense?
We were fantastic friends for five years. He was like a best girlfriend, except he could lift really heavy stuff. We talked nonstop every day, we worked out together (come to think of it, he’s really good for that), cooked all our dinners together, and even took trips together. We knew each other’s families, hung out with each other’s friends, and were each other’s shoulder to cry on. And then we dated.
We had an incredible relationship – until we had a relationship.
Suddenly this amazing man was lazy, disinterested, nowhere near as good-looking, and not attracted to me in the least. This amazing man who tried “not” to kiss me 50 times as drunk “friends,” didn’t want to kiss me when he had a free pass. This amazing man who seemed to have a perpetual hard-on that everyone noticed (how could you miss it) when we were friends couldn’t find a sex drive if it were a “dick in a box” given to him as a gift.
You know the saying, “It’s the mystery of it all?” I think it was the mystery of it all. I think after 5 years of being “just friends” he wanted to date me because it was the unsolved mystery. It was 5 years of everyone saying, “You guys really should date. You guys would make a perfect couple. You guys are always together anyway.”
It’s kind of like that book, “He’s Just Not That Into You.” except the title of mine should be, “He’s Just Not That Into You When You’re His Girlfriend.”
When we broke up (or should I say when he dumped me) he made a list of all the things he didn’t like about me. I still have it. So why now? Why 10 years later? Does that mean this time is “it?” Do I want this time to be it? Or does he just want to be friends again? Do I want to be friends again? I guess at some point he’ll tell me. Or his penis will.
Oh, and I still do #1 on the list.






Well put!! Let’s hope she listens to you this time around.
She probably won’t… But we’ll have fun finding out, won’t we? Thanks for reading!
~ Him