I find it amusing. Like a little boy or a wounded animal, so frightened. It's always a surprise to see you when I'm out and about. It's hard for me to realize that you slither out of your hole. Don't worry, I don't look for you, you just so happen to cross my path. I don't wish to see you. You look quite foolish. A grown man hiding from little ol' me. I can't imagine that I hurt you that bad seeing how you got over me faster. I don't really want YOU. I wanted who you were, but we both know that person doesn't exist anymore. So yeah, I definitely don't want YOU. Keep on playing the part like I stalk you and you hide and dodge me.
Another thing, why do you or did you start telling people that I stalk you? Is it so the men and people you know don't try to befriend me or date me? That seems very insecure of you. Does this make-believe give you confidence? I know that when we first met you told me that the girl before me was stalking you. It has to be an ego thing. Is your ego that small that the more you were hurt the more you need to look wanted from the particular person that hurt you? If that makes sense?
I guess I will never have real answers.
Can't wait till I leave this area, but in the meantime keep ducking me. Thx