I needed to purge. I left a comment on his blog the other night. I probably shouldn't have, he's happy in the relationship he's in. I left it on an old post hoping he wouldn't notice it. But he approves all comments now, I'd forgotten. It was on the post about facebook and how he had opened a can of worms when he signed up. Too much heartache he declares. He says he should have left for europe in 98... (strangely or not, the same year I did) cut off all contacts and he thinks he'd never have opened that can.
He's wrong. He'd have opened it just the same. Just like I did.
I said something that I shouldn't have... something that would have tipped him off that I was thinking about him. I must have spent over an hour and a half on his blog last night, I read every single post in march, and there were 47 or something. I hope I don't go tipping his balance. I don't want that. He is precarious, it would be easy.
There must be something about that age that makes those feelings so strong. Hormones probably.