I need not go into the back story. Watch any of the stupid cliché romantic comedies today to understand what happens to the village idiot and his attempts at happiness with another to understand.
I met a pretty girl last week. (Yes, again you read this story.) The only difference is that I invited her on a date with me to see a movie that the school was showing. She said yes.
And I understand that close friends and family have great, important value to people. I'm not going to expect to be close enough to her yet for her to give me an explanation, but I would have liked for her to at least tell me that she had to leave campus to go visit one of them instead of having to find out from her roommate when I went to pick her up at her dorm.
I can stand being rejected. And being stood up is something else that I can bare, to an extent. I'm just tired of my deeper fears of betrayal and/or rejection coming to light. I'm sick of expecting it at this point.
I'm truly ready to just give up.
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