Last weekend I went on a train trip specifically to London to see a past boyfriend for the day. We decided to spend the day together having a picnic in the park. If it rained, we would go to the National Gallery instead.
Ruben was studying to be a dentist when we met and one of the benefits of being with him was that he regularly did my teeth whitening while reciting erotic poetry. Both had their benefits. He’s now quite a successful dentist Glasgow and just loves the London lifestyle. I enjoy London too, but am attracted to the North because of my family roots, and I also get dental implants Glasgow there, a bit on the side you know. Deciding to “part” on the romantic note seemed a good idea for both our development and true to that, we’ve stayed trusting friends.
Not many couples who part achieve this continued trusting friendship and I’ve always wondered about the role that temperaments, motivations and ways of looking at the world (or “realities”) plays in lasting friendships. So I really looked forward to seeing him because it had been six months since we last met up. Fortunately, it did not rain, and there he was, wrapping his warm arms around me at Euston. We went straight into Marks and Spencer, got some wine, ham and brie. Then off to the bakers we dashed for the baguette before settling below sounds of oak leaves harmonizing to his verse.