I call this man Fluffy due to the abundance of blonde hair sitting on the top of his head. Fluffy was cultured, involved with the arts, and a nice guy. I was in my mid twenties at the time so I was not ready for all he had to offer, plus he was shorter than me.
I had some fun outings with Fluffy and got to go to elite events because he sat on the board for a certain organization. I was putting him in the friend zone without even knowing it.
One evening Fluffy leaned in to kiss me and I believe my life flashed before my eyes. I couldn't do it. I turned my head and he ended up kissing my ear. Fluffy and I had "the talk," and decided to call it quits. Just recently, Facebook suggested I add him as a friend. How did Facebook know?
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