Hi Cool Cats,
Sorry it's been a while. I'll fill you in on the why and how, right now.
So, the big unanswered question - what went wrong with the boy?
In short, nothing. We had a wonderful time together, as previously stated I had so much fun, and learned so much about relationships, and about myself. If you take anything from this little tale, I'd like it to be that the boy is kind and good, and I have nothing bad to say about him.
The course of true love never did run smooth, though, did it? The boy went away, for three weeks. And during these three weeks (don't judge me too harshly - here goes) I met someone else. Someone who swept me off my feet.
This is him. He's called Tom.
It's really sad and horrible that I met him while I was involved with someone else, and I really wish that it hadn't been the case. However, the boy was totally understanding when I told him about Tom. Although, as I've said before, things with the boy were comfortable, and fun, and easy, we both knew that I wasn't "the one" for him, or him for me. There are no hard feelings there. There's even a friendship.
And what about Tom, you may well ask? Is he "the one"?
Well, all I can do is keep my fingers crossed. Because I think he's pretty ace.
So that's where I've been hiding - caught up in the whirlwind of new romance. And having lots of breakfast in bed.
I know that what happened wasn't fair, or good. But I tried to be as honest and kind as I could be about the whole situation. And I hope that you all don't judge me too much, because I'm genuinely the happiest I've ever been.
I'm very nervous publishing this. But I promised you the story. So here we go.
P.S. Check back tomorrow for a giveaway! Co-incidence, not bribery, I promise.