The minute you let go....

I got tired of asking for my book. He kept saying he would be here one day then change it to the next and the next. Then he would 'drop it in the mail.' I gave him my address but he doesn't know my last name, nor did he ask. So I figured he wasn't going to even attempt to return the book. If he mailed it I couldn't talk to him. But I had to just let go. I made myself stop thinking about him. When I did I would just tell myself NO. I planned to purchase another book from amazon later. I erase his number and all of his secret texts I had been saving. Then I am sitting home doing my toes and I get a text, "Driving by ya home." This sounded like the 20 something knucklehead. He would text me that all of the time. But I have his number so why didn't his name come up. I text back 'who is?' He texts his name with 'I have your book.' I was a little shocked. I went to text back and my phone froze up. I couldn't do anything. I tried to call but the phone wouldn't budge. Then suddenly it puts the call through, and he answers. I have been calling him for weeks and he wouldn't pick up. He says he's down the street on his way here. I forgot he goes to the gym up the street almost every day. I got a little angry because I forgot about that. How many times could he have dropped it off?! What a dick head! Anyway. I tell him I will meet him at the plaza across the street. He pulls up and I see the book on the passenger seat. I open the door to grab it, and he is all chatty and shiny. He was always shiny. With gorgeous skin and a perfect white smile. He asks how I have been, and I say good. He asks more questions as I lean over to his passenger side. Then I realize how tacky that looks in this particular neighborhood (it is Sunset BLVD afterall) and I tell him I am going to crawl in. I was brutally hot out anyway. He is chatting me up and smiling. Asking about my dating life, if it's been good to me. How fucking DARE you ask about my dating life you asshole. You abandon me completely four months ago after what you pulled and now you want to know about my dating life? But I was cool. I wasn't going to get upset and let him see he got to me. I thought about my new crush and said it was good. The new crush actually has potential to go someplace as well. Unlike this jerk. He asks about different sites, and he was hinting about the site we met on but I didn't tell him anything. He talked about work, and that he liked the book. I doubt he actually read it. He tells me he moved out of his impossibly tiny apartment downtown. He had a giant king sized bed that took up 2/3rds of the place and it was kind of comical. The building where he lived had been overcharging everyone so they got really low rent for several months which enabled him to move someplace else. He moved to long beach which he said it totally different from DTLA. He misses being in the city and said he may move back. Ok, good for you. There was a pause so I brought up his trespass against me, and told him how uncool it was. I explained how stressed out I was, and how it said a lot about him how he disappeared afterward, and didn't bother to see how I was. He looked really sad and said he was really sorry about that, and gave me a hug. He said some flirtatious things to me, and said he missed my body. I was like 'who's fault is that?' I was really pleased that I didn't get all emotional, or try and get him back with me. He claims to be seeing someone anyway. Poor Girl. He is living proof that all pretty packages aint good for you. He tried to tell me that he would be better about keeping in touch. I just looked at him and laughed a little. I got out of the car and said good bye. Closure happened. Have my book back. The end.