Boyfriend

Imma about to spill some t. Well without mentioning any names of course. 

I think like many people,  before meeting my boyfriend of 7 years, I have had many flings, as well as boyfriends. The flings I am referring too are not one nighters (I have not had many of those, I mean why bother with that when you have your hand 🤣), but guys  I have also hanged out with for a significant period.  You know the people you don't call your bae, but hang with; go and got coffee with etc. But this entry will be about the boyfriends, the ones who I saw months on end and agreed to assign the label of boyfriends to it.

The year was 2007, and towards the end of it came my first boyfriend. He was my 'first' if you catch my drift. He lived in Dartford and our pattern was I would go to his twice a week and then we would spend an evening in London. He was the first guy that appeared to be there for me, paid for theatre tickets,  dinner etc. He was 10 years my senior so did have more money then me.   I then had just a part time sales job and I guess my excuse for relying on him is that I was a uni student with little money. I remember doing 'cringworthy' things like exchanging rings.  But alas turns out he was also sleeping with guys for casual fun  so he had to go . For a few months after, we would have days out, try and talk it out, and he even  decided to go to therapy as there were issues supposedly underlying his affairs. I remember this one time we went to HM Belfast, and as we went down the ladder he gave me a long ass kiss. For me that was romantic as it really felt like he was trying to hold on. But alas, between his unfaithfulness and my consistent resentment,  he dumped  me. And looking back I am glad he did. Even though it psychically hurt like hell, it was the ring thing to do and I was just not happy. 

My 2nd boyfriend , was one who was of a similar age. We dated for about two months. I remember there was this one time we went to a Mika concert in North London. I found it quite fun. I was and still am not a fan of Mika, but it was free and the atmosphere was nice hehe. I remember as we were living he said some things that I felt were racist. Such as feeling that equal opportunity clauses should be abolished  So in the end, for this reason and many others I felt we were just incompatible, so I took the decision to end it. 

The 3rd was quite an interesting one in that we were let's just say into same kinky inerests (if it does not hurt anyway do you boo). Similar to the first, he lived out of London, and so again I went his twice, and he came to London once. He had a car so we would often travel to the most beautifully natrual places out in the countryside, there were fields of flowers, acres of green land, lakes, it was so picturesque. He also had his romantic streaks, such as driving up in the middle of the night to see me and putting together a Britney playlist. What became unbearable was his issue with my increase in weight (I practically live for food) and his public humiliation whenever I did anything that he did not agree with. He did this every step of the way. 2 years later I pulled the plug. It had to end I could not go on. 

And finally there was my fourth and who we both believe will be each others final. A sweet, dark eyed cutey who is super affectionate and for whatever reasons loves me unconditionally as I now do with him (well for the most part 😂). From the first time meeting him it was his laid back persona , the flat cap, the beautiful eyes, openness his willingness to commit that I think initially attracted me to him. Our first kiss was in a cemetery in Sutton.  I had forgotten we were in London so had not bought a jacket. He put his arm around me just to keep me warm. Neither of us had a place of our own  yet and both our families had issues with us sleeping over at each others, so we spent as much time as possible out. And so after we got our first full time jobs we decided to move in together. 

And there you have it my experience with my ex boyfriends and boyfriend in a nutshell. Yes there were the flings in between, but I am sure I will want to write about that at some point.