Sweet Revenge

Recently I saw a guy that I really liked many years ago.

We were at an event when I heard his voice.  He has a distinctive voice, and so I turned and saw that it was him.  And he looked the same.  It was as if no time had passed at all for him.  And I don't say that in an altogether good way as you might think.  His hair, his clothes, his style were still the same.  He was still the same.  When I had liked him, I had thought he was so cool.  He was so different from other guys, so laid back.  And now when I saw him, I thought, "Wow, you haven't changed at all.  You're still the same.  You're rather boring."

The universe was very kind to me because we met at an event, and so I dressed up for the occasion.  If I had seem him on the way to the grocery store, I might have had a different experience to say the least, but I saw him when I was all dolled up; and he was way dressed down (which he seems to be for every occasion, thus the reason for the boring factor).

Later in the evening, I looked at him again where there was more light because I wanted to make sure it was for sure him.  And at that moment I saw that he was looking at me.  His eyes looked happy, and I realized, "He does have cute eyes," but then I turned away.  And that was that.

And after that night, I was very happy.  Nothing really happened except inside myself.  And yet I was so very satisfied.  I realized how silly it was for me to have liked him so much, when we really had nothing in common.  It's funny how your fantasies build up people.  And I realized that I no longer cared about him.  That was nice; a very satisfying victory on my part.

I also realized that the sweetest revenge you can have on an ex is to look really good and ignore him.  Ah, it is so sweet.