There Were Good Intentions

I really meant to follow through with the whole, "He's outta here" thing. But let's face it - the heart can be very powerful sometimes.
So I allowed "him" to hang around for another week. Then I had a conversation with one of his friends that convinced me I was right to go with the gut. This time I actually INFORMED him that I was done - so there was no way I could back out of it. A week later we've barely spoken and I've yet to see him. The best part - I'm really not missing him.
I've been talking to another guy. A guy from back home. He wants to move to Florida and marry me. Is he serious? That's a damn good question. Time will tell. Am I considering his proposal? Sure. Not to sound nonchalant about the whole thing, but he's a good guy. And I've never really given a good guy a chance. So, who knows. He could move here and things really work out and the girl who thought she'd never marry - just might.