boys. they're just so not worth it.
this is the tragic tale of my EX-boyfriend bobby:
we met through friends a couple weeks before school got out, but we never actually hung out. then the friday after school ended, my friend and i went to the movies. coincidentally we went to the theatre that bobby worked at and we happened to be in his concession line. i had no idea he worked there, so it was a pleasant surprise. he gave me his number so i could text him.
the next day we decided to meet at the park by our houses on sunday. so i went to the park with him. we hung out and were having a great time. then in a very "movie moment" kind of way, he grabbed me and kissed me. i was so taken by it that i fell for that boy.
so as the week progressed we hung out, and made out, and had fun. then one day one of his friends asked why we weren't going out. bobby became very darty-eyed and completely avoided the question. even when a bunch of people tried to get him to come out and say it, he just wouldn't ask me out. he then took me aside and told me that he liked me and that i wasn't just his "make-out buddy", but he was waiting to ask me out. i was understanding of that.
so on saturday he said he wanted to come to my church and meet my parents. wow. that was a big step. i thought it really meant something. so he came to church the next day, we went out to eat with my parents who instantly fell for his charm, then they let us "watch movies" alone in my room. we were messing around and having fun and then we started talking. i asked him what he was waiting for and he said he didn't know. then i asked if he just didn't want to be my boyfriend. he kissed me then whispered in my ear "will you go out with me?"
now this all seems very perfect and sincere....but wait....there's more.
about an hour ago he texted me from work. this is how the exact conversation played out:
him: hey.
me: hey. how are you?
him: okay, how are you?
me: i'm good.
him: that's good.
me: hehe. yes it is.
him: haha yeah keep having a good day.
me: oh i will. thanks.
him: kaye well i wanna break up with you.
my hands started shaking. i couldn't even text him back, not that i had anything to say. then he texted me again.
him: you there?
me: what am i supposed to say to that?
him: i don't know. i don't even know what to say to my own idea.
me: where is this coming from??
him: i don't know. i was just thinking about us and it just seemed like it was more of a lustful relationship because we didn't get to know each other before we went out.
notice how he suddenly switched to past tense.
me: well i'm a virgin, so if there was lust i wasn't aware of it.
him: well it was all about looks because we didn't know each other very well.
me: so are you saying you want to break up so we can get to know each other??
him: yeah kinda.
me: umm. fine. whatever. if that's what you want.
him: okay. i heart you. please don't hate me.
HA! and he has the nerve to ask me not to hate him??!!! although, he lacks the balls to even wait to say this to my face or at least over the phone! no, no, no. he TEXTS it to me!!!!
what the hell!!! and I'M lustful?? he's the one all over me all the time and moving a little faster than i would have liked. yet I'M the one who's lustful.
i can't believe i wasted so much time and energy on that jerk! i even wrote a whole song about him! damnit! i hate that i let myself believe it was actually going to happen this time. i hate that i fell for it. and i HATE that i'm blaming myself for this!!!
GOD!!!!!
and i really hate that i let a potentially great someone slip out of my life. and for what? for him?? someone who asks me out one day, then the next day decides "you know what? i changed my mind." i'm not a t-shirt from some fucking discount rack. you can't pick me up, try me on, take me home, then decide i just don't fit like you thought i did.
i'm just so done.
we met through friends a couple weeks before school got out, but we never actually hung out. then the friday after school ended, my friend and i went to the movies. coincidentally we went to the theatre that bobby worked at and we happened to be in his concession line. i had no idea he worked there, so it was a pleasant surprise. he gave me his number so i could text him.
the next day we decided to meet at the park by our houses on sunday. so i went to the park with him. we hung out and were having a great time. then in a very "movie moment" kind of way, he grabbed me and kissed me. i was so taken by it that i fell for that boy.
so as the week progressed we hung out, and made out, and had fun. then one day one of his friends asked why we weren't going out. bobby became very darty-eyed and completely avoided the question. even when a bunch of people tried to get him to come out and say it, he just wouldn't ask me out. he then took me aside and told me that he liked me and that i wasn't just his "make-out buddy", but he was waiting to ask me out. i was understanding of that.
so on saturday he said he wanted to come to my church and meet my parents. wow. that was a big step. i thought it really meant something. so he came to church the next day, we went out to eat with my parents who instantly fell for his charm, then they let us "watch movies" alone in my room. we were messing around and having fun and then we started talking. i asked him what he was waiting for and he said he didn't know. then i asked if he just didn't want to be my boyfriend. he kissed me then whispered in my ear "will you go out with me?"
now this all seems very perfect and sincere....but wait....there's more.
about an hour ago he texted me from work. this is how the exact conversation played out:
him: hey.
me: hey. how are you?
him: okay, how are you?
me: i'm good.
him: that's good.
me: hehe. yes it is.
him: haha yeah keep having a good day.
me: oh i will. thanks.
him: kaye well i wanna break up with you.
my hands started shaking. i couldn't even text him back, not that i had anything to say. then he texted me again.
him: you there?
me: what am i supposed to say to that?
him: i don't know. i don't even know what to say to my own idea.
me: where is this coming from??
him: i don't know. i was just thinking about us and it just seemed like it was more of a lustful relationship because we didn't get to know each other before we went out.
notice how he suddenly switched to past tense.
me: well i'm a virgin, so if there was lust i wasn't aware of it.
him: well it was all about looks because we didn't know each other very well.
me: so are you saying you want to break up so we can get to know each other??
him: yeah kinda.
me: umm. fine. whatever. if that's what you want.
him: okay. i heart you. please don't hate me.
HA! and he has the nerve to ask me not to hate him??!!! although, he lacks the balls to even wait to say this to my face or at least over the phone! no, no, no. he TEXTS it to me!!!!
what the hell!!! and I'M lustful?? he's the one all over me all the time and moving a little faster than i would have liked. yet I'M the one who's lustful.
i can't believe i wasted so much time and energy on that jerk! i even wrote a whole song about him! damnit! i hate that i let myself believe it was actually going to happen this time. i hate that i fell for it. and i HATE that i'm blaming myself for this!!!
GOD!!!!!
and i really hate that i let a potentially great someone slip out of my life. and for what? for him?? someone who asks me out one day, then the next day decides "you know what? i changed my mind." i'm not a t-shirt from some fucking discount rack. you can't pick me up, try me on, take me home, then decide i just don't fit like you thought i did.
i'm just so done.