SOS

SOUND THE ALARM, GET ME OUT OF HERE.

Dat-Bod-Doe saw my snapstory and it included the name tag I sported when we worked together earlier this summer.  I had randomly found it around the house and decided to post it to my story for the nostalgia since I still find it funny that I was known as "Elise" for a very brief amount of time.

Now, him seeing my story isn't anything new.  From time to time, he would check it out but nothing would really happen (except for my own mental hyperventilation).

This time, however, he sent me a message on snapchat...and then I replied...and he replied right back....and, well, you get the idea.  I won't confirm or deny any flirting but let's just say there was some giggling happening.

Memories are flooding my mind.  Working with him was so pleasant, I remember him telling me all about his secret attraction to me like it was yesterday.

Remember what I said in this blog post about being quick to remove my foot from my values once I start thinking about all the good times we've had together?  Ugh, it's happening again.  I can't help it.  My heart tied itself in knots while we talked (very light knots, nothing too strong) and I couldn't stop picturing us kissing.

In my defense, he is by far the best kisser I've ever encountered.  He's done everything I've ever dreamed of and then some!  Man oh man, this guy has probably ruined a good portion of men for me because I don't think many people can top that experience.

Sometimes when we'd kiss, our noses would graze each other and we'd put things on pause and just nuzzle them together lovingly.  After that, we'd stare into each other's eyes and then share soft pecks that could only be described as the equivalent to bouncing on marshmallows.  I'd close my eyes and my heart would smile and leap while all this would be happening.  I know I've mentioned the nose nuzzling like 237638123 times but that's just how special it is to me.  It's a sign of adoration that just gets me every time.

I'm not saying I just had a teeny, tiny glimmer of hope that we'd start something up again and potentially turn it into something serious but I'm not denying it either.

Realistically, this isn't going to happen.  At all.  Ever.  Plus, I need to remember that this guy took 20 days to reply to my breakup message and that we're definitely not compatible people.

laksjdcoiejalskjdfieja I can pull through this.  Yup.  Uh huh.  Doing it right now.  RIGHT NOW.