Shy Girl

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OK, so something weird is happening to me. Something that hasn’t happened since my ex husband *Matt. (I mean the nice guy, not the narcissistic sociopath jerk who is my son’s father).

I first met Matt on December 21st 1998. This should indicate just how long it’s been since someone has made me feel so shy and weak in the knees!

Every time I talk to this guy (with his oh so gorgeous eyes), I feel so silly because he makes my heart skip a beat (or two!). As soon as I open my mouth to speak, the words barely come out. Like clockwork, it happened today. I just hope he hasn’t noticed. It was somewhat of a relief that we spoke over the phone, but still, I was not expecting him to be the one to pick up.

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When I see him in person, I don’t know whether or not I should make a dash for the door or hide, which probably wouldn’t be a good idea as my knees would’ve already turned to jelly, so I’d fall flat on my face anyway!

What on earth is going on?

I guess it’s nice to see my traumatic experiences hasn’t hardened my heart, but I also think that I seriously need to get a grip! 😀