That's what I feel my ex should have said on Monday when he and I exchanged text messages about an upcoming event in Dallas. In the past, we've made it a point not to talk to each other about other people we are dating so I haven't said a word to him about how my recent romantic addition over the last few months.
Some people may see this as an excuse to leave the door open but now that I've really and truly seen the light of what an adult relationship should be, I know without a doubt I'd never go back.
Therefore when the ex decided to tell me that he and his girlfriend would be going to Dallas, I knew for sure I wasn't going to go. I could just imagine how he wanted me to squirm as I saw them together.
Little does he know I've been with my sweetheart for almost three months, including since the last time we saw each other when he tried to flirt with me and I ignored him. I remember thinking how lame he was that he tried his old trick of attempting to make me feel bad that I blew him off. Despite it being three in the morning, my brain was still very much alert and I continued to let him know he had no chance.
And two to three weeks later when he sent me a flirtatious text, I again let him know there was nothing there on my end (and then had a great lunch hour with my man).
I struggled with whether I should tear the smirk off his face by letting him know that I was involved with someone given that it could come across as a "me too" remark, but given that I'm extremely happy, I confessed the real reason I wasn't going to Dallas was to find some free time to be with sweetie and the fam.
A few hours later he informed me he wasn't going at all. Pity. Not to be petty but I think I won. And if he took the time to talk to any of my friends who we hung out with in October, he would know that my special mate has been around for a long time (at least for me anyway...).
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