I met a cancer man online and yes, like most think, the Taurus female and Cancer male can hold 7-hour conversations.
I suppose he was persistent enough, more so than me initially as I was initially just flippant (aries moon talking?) and then cautious before finally caving in to acting like teenage lovers who inconveniently consumed so much of each other's waking hours.
I did receive alot of understanding as my aries moon traits are stamped all over, making me this edgy, wild horse on a daily stampede. He suggested a daily 5 minutes exercise to just "be nice", particularly to people I would like to blow off.
In return, I consoled him on his endless daily hurts and no, I didn't think any of it was a big deal. I did tell him that a trade for the 5 minutes was for him to speak up at work if he felt he had a point.
Being extremely work-driven, I have 1001 goals , to which he would assure me that I'm going to accomplish them. To someone who almost exclusively deals with aries men who would hardly, if ever provide such encouragement, it was really refreshing.
We did meet and spent a day doing absolutely nothing at all, other than to be glued in each other's company.
In the last 6 years, I don't think I have ever found company that just gelled so seamlessly so yes, I thought it really was me finding someone at the right moment when he was looking for me.
He had this habit of sending songs to me and the last one was new order's someone like you. I probably swooned alittle considering that I am a lyrical analyst though I have always always pretended that I didn pay attention to any of the songs.
It was perfect till 1 day after sending me the new order song, he told me that he had something to tell me and he knew I would be angry. He dragged his feet on it and skirted around the issue till he finally said......
"My wife is away for 6 months."
When asked why, he said he never had the opportunity to tell and the taurus sun aries moon in me completely took over to lambaste him for the blatant lies that he said when he claimed he was single.
He sat in total silence through an hour of absolute sarcasm (I suppose it was alot of hurt which I could never bring myself to reveal through a flood of tears) before I slammed the phone down on him (well, partially because one can get tired of talking to oneself after 1 hour).
I understand the logical long and short of it all but possibly just like to ask the very naive question in cyberspace which I have kept mum to friends, considering their imagined frowns : Did he ever like me or was he just using me as a tool to occupy himself in his wife's absence?