21 July 2004
Writing from my air conditioned yet still warm home in Minnesota--
Where have all the bad boys gone?
No, this is not a Paula Cole song. This is a true question. Although I have been inundated with evidence that bad boys are everywhere, behind every corner, just waiting for the chance to spring on you and break your heart, I have no personal experience to support this claim now that I have met up with the old crush, the only 'bad boy' that I've ever known.
He hurt me badly with his "I don't know what I want"s and "I'm not ready for a relationship"s ever so long ago. Now, however, he's completely in the thrall of his current girlfriend, with whom he shares a home. He would even marry her, for goodness sakes, if she would have him (which she wouldn't, he tells me with a look of regret).
Seeing him in this new light as devoted lover made me feel completely disoriented. This was not what I had expected when I asked him to lunch. I had expected perhaps a relationship filled with troubles and turmoil and him being ever so blase about it all. But this? I couldn't do anything but smile and congratulate him on his happiness.
And wonder why, after months and months of no communication, he had decided to contact me. Had he had one too many? Perhaps. Did he need to show me what I had missed out on, though he had been the one to break things off in the first place? Most likely, according to my friends.
In any case, I went in for closure, and came out as confused as ever.
Where have all the bad boys gone?
No, this is not a Paula Cole song. This is a true question. Although I have been inundated with evidence that bad boys are everywhere, behind every corner, just waiting for the chance to spring on you and break your heart, I have no personal experience to support this claim now that I have met up with the old crush, the only 'bad boy' that I've ever known.
He hurt me badly with his "I don't know what I want"s and "I'm not ready for a relationship"s ever so long ago. Now, however, he's completely in the thrall of his current girlfriend, with whom he shares a home. He would even marry her, for goodness sakes, if she would have him (which she wouldn't, he tells me with a look of regret).
Seeing him in this new light as devoted lover made me feel completely disoriented. This was not what I had expected when I asked him to lunch. I had expected perhaps a relationship filled with troubles and turmoil and him being ever so blase about it all. But this? I couldn't do anything but smile and congratulate him on his happiness.
And wonder why, after months and months of no communication, he had decided to contact me. Had he had one too many? Perhaps. Did he need to show me what I had missed out on, though he had been the one to break things off in the first place? Most likely, according to my friends.
In any case, I went in for closure, and came out as confused as ever.
Wow, sucks to hear that he's smitten with his gf. But is there a possibility that he's getting weary of her -- and went to lunch with you to see if anything would come out of it?
I certainly hope not. That's the problem with girls. Always lamenting over not having a "bad boy" to make them cry.
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