I met a guy through a project a needed help with a few years ago, someone gave me his name. Over the course of about 6 months then met a couple of times in my home to discuss the project. I was newly separated. We hit it off instantly in a sort of familiar way. Didn’t notice until later that he called in more than he needed to (admitted to that later), I was a bit in survival mode but was very relaxed in his company.
He kept in touch asking me if I’d like to do various activities, honestly didn’t think much of it, wasn’t in that headspace. Then we had a bit more of getting to know eachother, a little intimacy and 2 months in he told me his ex had been in touch and that she needed his help for one of her kids (not his). Whatever didn’t think much of it. But we keep in touch seeing eachother platonically but there was always a very strong vibe. It felt too blurred and every now and then I would chime in with the fact that it didn’t feel right to meet up, I insisted she knew, didn’t want to be an OW friend or whatever and didn’t want to deceive another woman, even though it was outwardly innocent.
Lots of gestures and thoughtfulness. She came up in conversation one or twice and I asked what his deal was and he said he didn’t know if he loved her or was addicted to her. Gave him a very wide birth. I wa going through my own stuff too re exH. Got texts on my birthday and given a gift, one particularly romantic gesture followed by soon after (a stunning evening he had set up) too close for comfort so i didn’t follow up. It felt v wrong. He then got in touch a few months later, wanted to call over, I was busy but suspected he wanted someone to chat to so just chatted on phone and left it at that. Then absolutely randomly bumped into him and had a quick coffee. A few months later out of the blue, around festivities another text from him, easy excuse to text and wanted to catch up but it just felt wrong and like the cycle would start again. So let it slide, said hi but didn’t take up the invite, and noticed a month or so later he must have deleted my number.
the problem is I completely fell for him, adored spending time with him, it was always special, lovely comfortable silence and also lots of fun and lots to chat about. 4 months ago from deleted number I can only assume. I still miss him so much. I am tired of it. It all went on over two years.
I guess he may have deleted my number as I wasnt prepared to continue being in touch when it was clearly more than just friends and I’m not that sort of person and also knowing his character it would have been so that he wouldn’t be able to get in touch with me.
Gutted though. I know he was never mine, tried to push feelings aside. But I just miss spending time with him so much. Would love to bump into him as it would be humiliating reaching out if he did deleted my number. He had a few things of mine, one or two of them I asked for a good while ago, gave him the option to drop them somewhere but he never did even though he knew I wanted them.sad I know I still expect him to arrive on my doorstep one day with them, silly.
Cant get over him and it’s driving me nuts.
any help. Really fell for him. Was anything genuine or did he just give me the runaround for fun.