"When I grow up I wanna have groupies"

I feel like a seventeen year old way too often. And people around me behave that way as well. Chances are that these things will always be the same. We will never mature, we will never really grow up, at least not as long as our hearts are involved. What a pathetic sentence. And thought, too...
I liked this guy I met at work. He seemed to like me too, but he had a girlfriend he did not seem exactly happy with. They lived together. We met, hung out. We kissed and had sex. He and his girl fixed their relationship. Or at least stood together. Oh well. He starts something similar to what we had with another girl from work. I figured he is an asshole. He still is and lives with his girlfriend. I still like him too much, but I just try to avoid seeing him at all. Now he'll be going to mexico for a few months. i said he should do that, that I thought that was a great chance and probably good fun. The other mistress (I just wanted to use that phrase...) cried when he said he'd go away. He and I did not have anything anymore after he started to fuck her. And now, all of a sudden I'm getting mails and text messages again. I'm getting interesting again because I'm not all that interested anymore. People are predictable as fuck. You really have to play hard to get. I hate all these games. And I too hate that he seems to think that I might consider to return into his little circle of girls. He probably believes that it would be nice - and safe - to rekindle with me since he'll be off to the other side of the world soon. Such an asshole! Why do I like him? Because. He likes what I like. He reads the right books, loves the right movies. He's funny and intelligent. He's handsome. But most of all it's really easy and nice just to spend time with him. I hate to say it, but it is the truth. He'd be perfect if he wasn't a cheating self-absorbed idiot. My head knows that I need to stay away. I DO stay away. I'm a good girl. But my stupid heart can't shut the fuck up...