More history....

So I married C and I wish I could say lived happily ever after but that has not been the case. P continued to call me at work every few months to see how I was doing and always asked if we could get together. I knew better than to agree to see him because I knew how that would wind up. P continued to live with his girlfriend but had never married her( I will refer to her as RB). P actually came by to see me a few times over the years under the guise of needing my professional help (yeah right!). I moved on to another job and thought about him a lot during that time. Certain songs on the radio and certain places would bring tears to my eyes every time.
After a few years I returned to my previous job. I went online and tried to find P. Listed under the family members was RB with his last name. I knew he had married her after 10 years. I was upset but it was the inevitable. A couple of years after my return JM called me at work to ask my birth date so that he could get a passport. He told me that he was working for P and that they were going out of the country. After we hung up I wondered if and when I would hear from P. Maybe a month the phone rings at work and someone says hey. I was so shocked and happy that he had called. He actually thought that I had forgotten him and didn't even recognize his voice. As hard as I had tried I surely had not been able to forget him. We talked and caught up on things for a few minutes and then things at work got busier and I told him that I had to go. He insisted that before we hung up that I write him number down, which I did. Staring at that number and not dialing it took all the willpower that I could muster up every day.

Three weeks later he called me again and he accused me of not even writing him number down before. I told him that I had written it down but had been afraid to call him. I told him that C would not be home that evening so I would give him a call because he would be on the road traveling back from a job. We talked that night for at least two hours about everything. He told me things that he said that he had not told anyone else. It was so good just to hear his voice again and be able to be completely myself with someone again.

We talked over the next few weeks and he showed up where I work unannounced one afternoon. He walked in with sunglasses and I looked up and asked if I could help him because I was sitting at my desk and really not paying attention. He laughed and took his glasses off. I almost fell off my chair. I gave him a tour of the place and walked him back outside and we talked for awhile before I had to get back into the office. Before he left I asked him if I could have a hug and he gave me a hug and said that he would like to give me a lot more than a hug. I had been so nervous about seeing him again since it had been a few years and like most middle-aged women I had put on a few pounds and had a few lines that I didn't used to have on my face. He looked great to me. Yeah he had put on a few pounds too and I noticed a few lines around those eyes but that did not make me want to whisk him away to the restroom for a quickie any less! OMG how I had missed those eyes (and the rest of him!). Felt like I was in high school again and had been asked out by the most popular guy in school. Had not felt that happy in years.