I think I can hang my hat up in here. We hadn't put the "exclusive" label on it, but that's pretty much what it'd been since the beginning of the year. We sort of left things on an ambiguous note tonight, but past experiences have made me too old and wise to not see where this is headed. She's got a history of flaking after a certain period of time, so it's not really surprising. And for me, it was one of those situations where it should have worked on paper: Beautiful (like, we couldn't go anywhere without at least one guy making a pass), funny, sexy, great in bed. But it's never felt "right" for an extended period of time, which is one of the reasons I was hesitant to get too involved.
Times like this you're glad you've dealt with these heartaches before, because when they present themselves again, you're better equipped to handle them and sort of just move on with things instead of dwelling. Oh hai, maturity.