When age isn’t just a number

I’ve written about age difference in another story, but this is a story about when age is in fact a number.

I met a really nice guy way younger than me. For a young guy he is a very old soul, easy to talk to and I enjoyed being with him.

Given the difference in our ages dating wasn’t realistic, and so we said we’d do “casual.” We spent a night together; it was amazing and very fun. Unfortunately for me, he realized he needs someone his own age and casual isn’t for him.

I have no regrets whatsoever; everyone I meet teaches me something. I hate rejection and I don’t handle it well, but he taught me rejection is not always about me. It’s not something I said or something I did, it’s just life. I wish him the very best, he will make someone very happy, and we will continue to be friends.

I always end my stories with “next!” but for this one all I’m going to say is I believe there is someone out there for me, he just hasn’t found me yet.