ex-boyfriends

let me begin by saying this: ex-boyfriends suck. i know the last few posts have been about how things suck. maybe i'm a little bitter. in general. anyway, i wish there was some sort of technology that existed that would allow you all to listen to the message that i received on my cell phone recently. from my ex-boyfriend. we broke up in october. of 2004. anyways, we haven't talked in 2 months. we talked quite frequently after the break-up, and had the occasional sleepover, but never had talks of getting back together. their are many, MANY reasons for this statement, none of which are even worth the time it would take to write. he calls me last monday night around 1am. leaves me this message about how he regrets that it didn't work out with us, but that he has met someone else, but he will always love and care about me, and hopes we can get together soon. the kicker, as if that shit isn't bad enough? he's moving back to new york in a few weeks. you'd think i'd be sad, a little nostalgic maybe. but this same exact story is what lured me in 2 months ago to have "goodbye sex" with him. recall the sex and the city ep. i could lie and tell you that i told myself he's not worth it and write him off in my mind. however, i'm not a liar. i fell for it. again. am i pathetic? am i an emotional wreck? do i miss him? do i want him back? absolutely not. i am a girl, living just the way i'd imagined, just trying to get a little sex from the ex.