“Oh but the prestige and the glory, another human interest story, you are that.” -"Tattooed Love Boys" by The Pretenders
I met him online. Searching a new site and not liking my choices. Then there’s this very hot guy. The ONLY one I’d be interested in. I wink at him. The next day he wrote to me. We write a few times and then start talking on the phone. He sounds young, and fun. He’s actually close to my age and has a good job in architectural lighting. He’s a divorced dad to one child. He’s also an artist and a former lead singer for a death metal band. We talk for hours. We decide it’s time to meet.
We meet at a Tempe bar that has a “parlour” setup. Sitting on the couch, we really start to connect. We’re comparing music and pictures. All is good. He’s shorter than I like, but he is really cute…and fun. We end up holding hands. He walks me to my car. We end up visiting each other for another hour in the very public parking lot. Chemistry…check!
He has LOTS of tattoos. Not my thing, but I can appreciate the effort and that some people like it. It’s certainly not a turn-off. He had the full arm sleeve. One was very large across his chest and abdomen to memorialize his murdered brother. He also had a pierced bar in his ear. The last night I saw him, he confesses that he has to sit to pee…because of a penis piercing. Funny I never noticed any extra holes, lol.
We start to see each other frequently. Unfortunately he lives in the far North Central part of town. My mom was renting a room from me at the time, so we always stayed at his house. Nights that he had custody were especially difficult because I’d have to drive home before morning. He was so nice though…he’d talk to me on the phone the whole way home to make sure I stayed awake and alert.
He got busy on a video project…a video montage for a rich friend’s birthday party. It took a lot of his time and he shared a lot of it with me. He took me to his client’s house when he delivered it. I was really becoming a part of his life. I felt like I finally had a boyfriend. My first boyfriend since Ground Zero. I might survive that heartbreak and find love again.
I was invited to a Halloween party and we made plans to go. We talked on the phone a few days before and started planning our costumes.
Day of the party, I haven’t heard from him in 2 days. I txt him and ask if we should have a plan by now. No response. A few hours later, I call and leave a message. No response. I never heard from him again and went to the party alone.
I sent an email through the dating site. He blocked me! I signed up using a fake profile and picture of one of my hot friends. He immediately contacted the “new” me. I responded with a nice excited lead in, then gradually mentioned that he reminded me of my last boyfriend who…and went into a tirade so he knew it was me. I got so much pleasure knowing he was reading it all excited, then had the sudden realization that it was me!
Short of showing up on his doorstep, I really have no way of knowing what happened. I still see him on other dating sites. I’ve asked many times if he would just explain and I would leave him alone. He never responds.
This one hurts.
