When An Affair Ends with a New Beginning

Losing a Lover

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“I decided I’m not going to see you anymore,” my lover texted one fall afternoon.

Stopping at a red light, I glanced at my phone to discover he had messaged me on my secret app.

Wait, did I read that correctly?

I squinted at the words.

I need my reading glasses. They were handy in the messy compartment of my car filled with lip balm, mascara, makeup and nail files. Being middle-aged is a bitch.

I read nothing past the first sentence.

The light turned green.

“Motherfucker! I can’t believe this.”

My eyes welled up with tears.

Should I pull over?

I had to pull over. I couldn’t see.

Why the HELL is he doing this now?

I just had surgery. He knew I was still in a sling.

We haven’t seen each other in a month and he’s found someone else?

I pulled into the next parking lot, taking a deep breath and fished out my phone to read his full text.

“I’m sorry. I feel terrible. I am going back to the woman I was in love with before you. She moved back. I love her.”