So I’ve managed not go running back to the ex. But then again it has only been a few days. I think perhaps what is worth to note is that I’ve discovered that I really truly appreciate the nice guy I am with. Well, you’d have to read the previous notes to understand what I’m blathering about.
Bottom line is, after more than a decade of being attracted to the ‘bad boys’ maybe I am questioning my values. Or maybe I am growing up and realising that time is running out. 
Maybe.
I think it has more to do with ‘nice’ guy I am with now. Last night, over drinks and a pleasant chat about both our days, he paused to rub his thumb gently under my chin. I could not help think about all the things I love about him.
He is the one person who listens to me whine without going completely mad. I know it bothers him, especially when I totally lose it around that time of the month. But he still holds his cool, and finds a way to forgive him.
We fight. Oh, we do fight. Sometimes it is as if we are from two different worlds, but somehow, we find a way to communicate and remain in each other’s worlds.
He reads my work. I mean everything. He reads it as if it means a lot. He tells me time and time again that he is my biggest fan. And when I stand at crossroads as I am wont to do in this journey of mine, he is the one who remembers to call me and tell me he is thinking about me.
He keeps promises. He does not make very many of them, but when he makes one, he always keeps it.
So, I kinda freaked out when I got that call from that ex, but I think I’ve figured out where I am and what I want now. And it is not that ‘bad boy.’ I value myself now, to know that I deserve to be treated properly, with respect and kindness.
