I invited him over for dinner. To take care of unfinished business. We had joint accounts for our vacations, our old appartement and so many futile things. He - surprisingly- accepted and here he was in front of me. The man who took me for granted. He had no effect on me, not anymore.
I knew what he was doing. Just like when we met; touching his beard, licking his lips, three buttons undone. He was attractive but not for me. I learned the hard way how not to fall for vultures.
I miss you.
I don't. Thank you for coming goodbye.
With that he took his deceivin', receivin', non-givin' headass out.
Not my type anymore.