Kryptonite...again.

And between the weirdos, Mr Mount Everest/Kryptonite moves in and out of my world.  We have wonderful weeks and then we don't speak for months.  I can see and feel him getting close to me and then he gets scared and pulls away, skittish as a colt. We are both well known in our community and I am hesitant when it comes to being seen with him because of his womanizing reputation.  It's messed up and I'm confused and unsure about how to handle things.  So, I figure I should just enjoy what we have and leave it at that.  

It's hurtful, though.  And shameful.  While grocery shopping with a friend, we ran into him at the store.  After all the time we'd been seeing each other, he barely glanced my way.  Stopped long enough for me to make the introduction and then he dashed out without a hug or peck on the cheek. Didn't even toss, an "I'll call ya." over his shoulder as he scurried from sight.  

And yet he's Kryptonite.  WTF?  It's got to be the challenge.  The thrill of the chase and how he gives me just the right amount of encouragement to keep me on the hook.  Whatever it is, if this were happening to a friend I'd be advising her to run. Supporting her decision no matter what, but hoping she'd get the flock outta Dodge.  

We continue to carry on.  I call him, he calls me.  We hook up.  We go our separate ways.  I call him.  He calls me...and so on.