We came to an end a few weeks ago and I don't think that either was hurt. But a friend of ours told me that, when all was said and done, you told her the root of the cause. Your trepidation, or reservation, was not due to my looks. but instead you took pause when I said one of my flaws is that I eat like a baby bird! Oh how funny!, I thought. It just goes to show! How it's so hard to know what moves the mind of a lover. and who would have thought that I would lose my shot from that singular avian quality!?