Failure
I didn't do it.
I couldn't do it.
I didn't tell her.
I could have told her in focus. I didn't.
I could have told her after focus. I didn't.
I could have told her after school. I didn't.
I could have chased after her when she was leaving. I didn't.
no...not could have, should have.
Is the fear of rejection that strong?
Am I so afraid of being rejected that I won't even simply talk to a girl?
I barely talked to her at all. I couldn't bring myself to tell her.
What if she doesn't like me back?
What if she hates me?
What if my friends were lying?
What if she DOESN'T actually like me?
WHAT IF I'M WORRYING TOO MUCH AND BEING A PUSSY?!?!
Isn't the thought of being with her greater then the thought of not?
Isn't she worth it?
She looked me in the eyes as she was leaving the school, and that moment I knew I had failed. I knew that I should have gone through with it, I should have talked to her. I should have stood up and ran after her, but instead what did I do? I sat and pouted about how big a loser I am.
Even if she did like me, what would she think now?
She probably thinks less of me because I can't even get up the courage to talk to her. How can I be a good friend if I don't have enough courage to go out on a limb, to reach out and touch sumone else.
This isn't the person I am.
I am brave.
I am open.
I am willing to take a silly risk, like telling a beautiful girl that I like her.
I HAVE to talk to her tomorrow. If I don't talk to her tomorrow, I may never forgive myself.
Hope for a brighter tomorrow keeps me going.
I couldn't do it.
I didn't tell her.
I could have told her in focus. I didn't.
I could have told her after focus. I didn't.
I could have told her after school. I didn't.
I could have chased after her when she was leaving. I didn't.
no...not could have, should have.
Is the fear of rejection that strong?
Am I so afraid of being rejected that I won't even simply talk to a girl?
I barely talked to her at all. I couldn't bring myself to tell her.
What if she doesn't like me back?
What if she hates me?
What if my friends were lying?
What if she DOESN'T actually like me?
WHAT IF I'M WORRYING TOO MUCH AND BEING A PUSSY?!?!
Isn't the thought of being with her greater then the thought of not?
Isn't she worth it?
She looked me in the eyes as she was leaving the school, and that moment I knew I had failed. I knew that I should have gone through with it, I should have talked to her. I should have stood up and ran after her, but instead what did I do? I sat and pouted about how big a loser I am.
Even if she did like me, what would she think now?
She probably thinks less of me because I can't even get up the courage to talk to her. How can I be a good friend if I don't have enough courage to go out on a limb, to reach out and touch sumone else.
This isn't the person I am.
I am brave.
I am open.
I am willing to take a silly risk, like telling a beautiful girl that I like her.
I HAVE to talk to her tomorrow. If I don't talk to her tomorrow, I may never forgive myself.
Hope for a brighter tomorrow keeps me going.