The end of Pc X

What am I? fuming! Although, after this little rant, I'm sure i'll feel much better and able to benefit properly from the glorious sunshine outside.

So, I emailed Pc X, as you know, to no avail. I worried myself that all matter of things might have happened. I thought Pc X's declaration that he 'wasn't into meeting guys anymore', or that he had 'had some bad news' and wanted 'space' and to be 'left alone' might be an indication that he had great troubles. I even for a while, thought perhaps an HIV positive result may have lay on the cards. I thought, well it must be so difficult to come to terms with something so terrifying.

So, this afternoon, when I finally recieved the email I'd been waiting for, you'll fully appreciate why I had to post it on here and blow my fuse (a little), at this excuse for a man.

''Hey you,

I'm sorry to have left you in the dark like this but I felt it was the best way. I thought you would just forget about me and then get on with your life. I have decided to give it another go with my x and we both decided we would have a fresh start and I started by getting rid of my numbers and phone and anyone who might pop up and make things difficult for me and him in the future. Sorry to be like this but I need space. I need to concentrate on me and him. I have enjoyed your company and our chats. I hope you understand and I wish you all the best for your future. I'm sure you will meet a nice guy and get all the enjoyment and benefits it can offer. Please don't feel bad about any of this. you have done nothing wrong.

Take care mate,

Pc X.''

I suppose I should have listened to the bunny boiler whilst I had a chance. In fact, a part of me now wonders whether the 'x' is in fact that bunny boiler himself. Or perhaps he's the guy who keep swanning off to india in search of a bride.

Desdemona, 'welcome to the world of relationships' indeed. I'm here, and I don't like a damn thing. Whatever happened to being polite and understanding.

Anyways, I feel better. The sun is out, I have a delicious Red Leicester and Spring Onion sandwich in my bag, a whole load of work to do and time to forget about Pc X.

Mental note: before committing, make sure the baggage is fully out in the open, or that it's locked away tightly beneath some stairs, never to be recovered.