My name is Collateral Damage. Call me CD for short.
I’m the guy women fall for or connect with before they find the next guy. Or THE guy as they say. Someone to keep the fires burning until they get The One they really want.
The One who isn’t us.
But it happens. I was in a 2-year relationship that I made the mistake of falling in love with the woman. Along the way she found The One and I was expendable.
Collateral damage, that’s me.
But don’t worry about me. It’s what I do in life. That way station for them.
Because we can’t keep them from The One.
Relentless.
(*If ever I meet The Other Guy, in addition to telling him he married the one-time love of my life, these are the words I’ll use to introduce myself)
