Stupid Cupid
I love someone...and for the first time in a year or more...it feels really good to admit it.
He doesn't feel the same, and that sucks.
I know that I truly and deeply care for him, that I always will. I will never "get over him." With any luck, I'll move on. Ninety-five percent of me wants to give up on the concept of dating. I'm holding onto the five percent because I know that there is a guy similiar to the one I love, a small chance that I'll find him, a tiny chance I'll love him, and a teeny chance he'll love me too.
He doesn't feel the same, and that sucks.
I know that I truly and deeply care for him, that I always will. I will never "get over him." With any luck, I'll move on. Ninety-five percent of me wants to give up on the concept of dating. I'm holding onto the five percent because I know that there is a guy similiar to the one I love, a small chance that I'll find him, a tiny chance I'll love him, and a teeny chance he'll love me too.