It's always 8 years

I posted a vent about how frustrating it is that I'm taken for granted and how it takes exactly 8 years for somebody to realize how good they had it with me.

Today, I got a random text out of nowhere from a guy I was seeing back in 2017. Not quite 8 years ago but pretty close. I haven't heard from him in 4 years. Today, all of a sudden, he texts, "I found myself longing for your delicate touch today. I'm in Colorado skiing and you crossed my mind out of nowhere. I hope you're doing well. You were one of the most amazing ladies I've known. Would be nice to see you again."

This is the second time this week I wanted to light myself on fire. THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. I couldn't lock this guy down to save my life all those years ago. He was so difficult with commitment and I could barely even arrange a bare minimum booty call. He took off to Colorado (I guess he's still there?) with some redheaded girl he met and hasn't spoken to me since. Oh, but NOW he's circling back around. They always fkn do!!!! 8 years!!! What did I tell you guys?! I hate this stupid curse. Obviously, I'm polite and cordial to him but so much time has passed and I've moved in 10x over. I'm sure he's matured by now (AND REALIZED WHAT WAS GOOD FOR HIM 🙃) but yeah, it's frustrating. This week is so weird!!!