Thursday Dec 30, 2010

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A Romantic Moment

I've already written about DumaBoy - the first time I had fallen in love (I was 19, he was 29).

When we were dating he bought me this necklace, it was nothing really, a Celtic symbol on a leather string. I remember him giving it to me and getting it to fit just right. I loved it.

After DumaBoy broke my heart, dumped me and left town I kept that necklace on. At first because I wasn't ready to admit we were over Eventually because I just liked it and it was my only piece of jewellery.

A number of months later I was out dancing with my best friend BlatherBoy at my favourite club.

I scanned the room. Oh. My. God. DumaBoy.

I think I had tunnel vision for a moment then flushed red. Then I remembered the necklace still tied around my neck.

Miss Joy: "BlatherBoy - help me get this off!"

BlatherBoy: "Why?"

Miss Joy: "He's going to think I'm still obsessed with him."

BlatherBoy lowered himself to look me in the eye: "Well... are you?"

Miss Joy: "No, I wear it because I like it."

BlatherBoy: "Then don't let him get to you - leave it on."

I took his advice and casually made my way to the bar to say hi and exchange pleasantries.

After chatting for a few moments he said, "So you're still wearing your necklace."

I kind of shrugged, "Yeah, I like it."

DumaBoy moved his hand to the neck of his shirt and moved his collar.

He was wearing the identical necklace.

"Miss Joy, I really regret breaking up with you."
VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
smaptie:
Isn't Celtic jewelry just a bunch of swiggly lines. If he liked you he would have got you something from the winning side, Roman!
And it just sounds oh so new age. Celtic.
miss_joy:
Nothing else happened that night - we chatted pleasantly. About a year later we hooked up for one night and then two years later we dated for a few months again... we just weren't meant to be.

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