So after I cut off my Mr. Right Guy, Wrong Time middle of August, not even 2 weeks later he began calling and texting me again. The reason I stopped talking to him was because after dating for a few months, he told me he wasn’t looking to be in a relationship. That’s all well and good but I’m beyond that point in my life. I’m not looking to just have fun without working towards something, so I told him I was done.

Recently, he began calling because he missed me, but I could never get him to verbalize it. When I asked him if that was why he was calling, he’d turn it around on me and ask me if I missed him but me being the stubborn person I am, I would never admit that to him. Of course I missed him and the time we spent together, but I didn’t feel the need to continue to focus my time, attention and energy on a nonexistent relationship with someone who wasn’t my man.

Somehow he convinced me to meet him for lunch one day. He keep referring to me as “stranger”. I told him I was tired of him saying that and that he knew why I stopped talking to him. He had the nerve to say “I see that I’m not a top priority in your life anymore.” And like magic, everything I felt came out in one blunt statement. My response was, “Actually, I think that was my problem, I made you a top priority when you never should have been.” His reaction was priceless. I could tell that he wasn’t expecting that response, because he had nothing to say but “Whoa”. After that, we said our goodbyes again.

Needless to say, that wasn’t the last I heard from him. I don’t remember what happened but he invited me over to his place for dinner as a refuge (I must have mentioned that at the time my Mother was still staying with me and driving me crazy). So I gave in and went to his place. He kept saying how it was nice to see me, blah blah blah. After that, we went back to communicating like we’d done before but I remained hesitant to being completely open with him.

Next thing I know he asks me if I can take him to the airport, so me being the nice person I am I said yes. Then he asked me if I could find something for him at some store and my response was,”You sure are asking a lot for someone who isn’t my man.” And yet again I managed to shut him down. Fast forward, I pick him up and take him to the airport. I get one text right after saying thanks for the ride. Then I didn’t hear from him the entire weekend.

Like clockwork, at church that Sunday the Pastor talked about Jonah and his disobedience and the turbulence it caused in his life. The part of the sermon that most touched me was when the Pastor related the story of Jonah to how we should get out of relationships that aren’t good for us. I took that as my sign to stop trying to make things work. I guess part of me hoped that his coming back into my life was because he realized what he lost when I stopped being a part of his life. Maybe it was naive of me to hope that he had finally come around. Still don’t know why he felt the need to re-enter my life after I told him I was done the first time, maybe it was a test.

It amazes me that men think they can just go back to acting like things are the way they were, when it’s convenient for them. How can someone be so emotionally unattached? As much as I’ve tried, I just can’t do it. These men really are a trip!