CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Au Revoir

Dear Female Eye Reader,

So there you have it. I did not overlook Mr. Right in any of my previous exes. I hope none of you who voted are too disappointed I didn’t find a spark with whichever guy you thought I should. I think we can all agree that there’s a perfect person out there for each and every one of us.

My reunion tour did teach me three things: The big one? There is no Mr. Perfect. No one I can count on to never break one of my commandments for an entire lifetime. No one I can count on never to break my heart.

In fact, the first boy to ever have my heart, and break it, is the closest to Mr. Perfect that is possible in this world. He broke my heart at the train station because he knew my dream as well as he knew his own.

For so long, I thought he broke my first commandment. But it turns out hindsight is twenty-twenty. He kept my first commandment. I’m the one who broke it. His dream was not the same as mine, and I didn’t care. You love-conquers-all-types may argue that he could have asked me to stay. And he could have. I may have said yes, but I don’t think I’d have stayed for long.

The second thing my reunion tour taught me? My commandments apply to me, too:

  1. I shalt love him as I love myself.

  2. I shalt not kill his dreams.

  3. I shalt not steal his confidence.

  4. I shalt not covet his attention.

  5. I shalt not skip date night.

  6. I shalt not complain about him to others.

  7. I shalt not lie to him.

  8. I shalt not throw away his porn.

  9. I shalt not cheat on him.

  10. I shalt honor family above all.

The third thing I learned is that The Plan is a living work of art that I guide by instinct. Good old-fashioned “trust your gut” instinct. And my gut says that I did overlook my Mr. Right. The guy who knows me better than I know myself—who knows the worst of the worst—and still doesn’t run away.

What do you think? Do we have a chance? My gut says yes.

I hope all of you who are still looking find that guy of your own. He may be lurking among your exes—or he just may be the guy you call your best friend.

Au revoir,

Diana

still Queen of the lists

P.S. Grammar critics: I said I know that shalt is the wrong case. I used it anyway. Sometimes you just have to break the rules and go with your gut.

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