You were like all good things, like cream inside a sliver spoon or light from a pink lampshade and you left a taste in my mouth that couldn't quite compare with any other.
once upon a time there was a boy who noticed that a girl had shared a special birthday wishlist in her livejournal. he wanted very much to send her a gift, and asked if it would be alright for him to do just that, although they were perfect strangers. she accepted.
of course, he had no idea what to send her. he only knew that he felt an affection toward this person and wanted to present something, anything, as a gesture of his affection for her.
however, he wanted for her to love the gift. and he wanted her to love him.
some time later, the boy shared a phone number in his journal, which the girl called on his birthday and left a very sweet happy birthday message.
several weeks later, the boy responded to the message by calling her. the girl answered, and suddenly she seemed absolutely repulsed by the boy. the conversation was brief, she hardly spoke and rushed off the phone. she then took swift action to remove any semblance of him from her life, and to this day he feels that he was the catalyst for 'nothing like a good housecleaning.'
well to be fair, it does. but you are putting entirely too much weight on one phonecall which was made as act of good will and birthday cheer.
you don't really know me. nor do i know you. it really is that simple my dear. I don't make a habit of starting relationships with strangers because I don't feel safe in syberspace. I am sorry if I hurt you in any way.
well, it's simply a matter of being human. and i'm just being honest with you.
while this may all seem very trite in your mind, meanwhile i was heartbroken. and for your information, i fall in love with strangers all the time. at the moment, this is just the way it is.
of course i don't know you. the fact of the matter is that i wanted to know you. i wanted you to know me. and i understand if you don't feel safe. anyway, i appreciate the gesture.
once upon a time there was a boy who noticed that a girl had shared a special birthday wishlist in her livejournal. he wanted very much to send her a gift, and asked if it would be alright for him to do just that, although they were perfect strangers. she accepted.
of course, he had no idea what to send her. he only knew that he felt an affection toward this person and wanted to present something, anything, as a gesture of his affection for her.
however, he wanted for her to love the gift. and he wanted her to love him.
some time later, the boy shared a phone number in his journal, which the girl called on his birthday and left a very sweet happy birthday message.
several weeks later, the boy responded to the message by calling her. the girl answered, and suddenly she seemed absolutely repulsed by the boy. the conversation was brief, she hardly spoke and rushed off the phone. she then took swift action to remove any semblance of him from her life, and to this day he feels that he was the catalyst for 'nothing like a good housecleaning.'
so, does this ring any bells for you?
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you don't really know me. nor do i know you. it really is that simple my dear.
I don't make a habit of starting relationships with strangers because I don't feel safe in syberspace. I am sorry if I hurt you in any way.
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while this may all seem very trite in your mind, meanwhile i was heartbroken. and for your information, i fall in love with strangers all the time. at the moment, this is just the way it is.
of course i don't know you. the fact of the matter is that i wanted to know you. i wanted you to know me. and i understand if you don't feel safe. anyway, i appreciate the gesture.
party on.
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