Patterns
My life seems to fall into many patterns. Many instances (or lack thereof) that seem to repeat themselves with every coming cycle.
Currently, the patten is "good guy friend who is in a serious relationship." This one seems to be ever-replenished by friend after friend. The situation is not: He is already in a 6 month relationship and then I come along to be his friend. The situation is almost always: I've known him for a long time, then by random coincidence or a random occurance, he meets a girl that he really likes and they spend every waking minute together. I then, of course, am shoved aside. But why am I shoved aside? Was there ever a point where I was considered as the girlfriend? Am I too much already in your life, that a chance for something has become numbed down into something non-desireable? Have I lost my appeal? Was I ever appealing? I had caught your eye before she came along. she. I guess these girls are met in random situations, and designed, perhaps, by fate?
Wheres my random situation? Am I not worthy of one? Will I forever become the friend-who-already-knew-him-before-she-came-along-but-was-never-considered-for-girlfriend-status?
I only hope one day I can step up to being considered the way every other girl seems to be.
Goodnight.
Currently, the patten is "good guy friend who is in a serious relationship." This one seems to be ever-replenished by friend after friend. The situation is not: He is already in a 6 month relationship and then I come along to be his friend. The situation is almost always: I've known him for a long time, then by random coincidence or a random occurance, he meets a girl that he really likes and they spend every waking minute together. I then, of course, am shoved aside. But why am I shoved aside? Was there ever a point where I was considered as the girlfriend? Am I too much already in your life, that a chance for something has become numbed down into something non-desireable? Have I lost my appeal? Was I ever appealing? I had caught your eye before she came along. she. I guess these girls are met in random situations, and designed, perhaps, by fate?
Wheres my random situation? Am I not worthy of one? Will I forever become the friend-who-already-knew-him-before-she-came-along-but-was-never-considered-for-girlfriend-status?
I only hope one day I can step up to being considered the way every other girl seems to be.
Goodnight.