Ah, hell
So tomorrow Melissa wants to have a conversation where we discuss where we are going in our relationship. To be honest, this is usually the harbinger of a rather hasty and acrimonious breakup, as heretofore I have not being going in the direction that the lady-in-question finds acceptible. Now, to be honest, by that stage I'm also usually quite happy with the results, since I (mostly) make clear at the outset that I am not at all looking for a shackling commitment. (Not because I'm afraid of commitment, of course. I just don't want it. I don't want a collector's edition DVD boxed-set of "Golden Girls: Season Two," but if I had one I think I could handle it.)
The thing is, I really like Melissa, and I do not want this to end (whatever IT is). We have fun. I rather like her friends, and I like hanging out with Melissa and her friends. And yes, committing to one person is hardly a challenge for me. Serial monogamy has long been my game.
I just don't know what she's going to say, and until I do, I'm unnerved.
The thing is, I really like Melissa, and I do not want this to end (whatever IT is). We have fun. I rather like her friends, and I like hanging out with Melissa and her friends. And yes, committing to one person is hardly a challenge for me. Serial monogamy has long been my game.
I just don't know what she's going to say, and until I do, I'm unnerved.