Tinder… Smolder… A Burn Is A Burn.

As I have mentioned in a previous post, I have been chatting with a young lady with the same first name as my blessed ex. We have been sending SMS’s back and forth. I have her designated in my phone as “‘name’ (The Good One)”. However, every time she sends me a text message all I see is her first name and, like Pavlov’s dog, my heart goes “KA-BOOM!”