Guys...
Why do guys toy with our emotions...do we look like little toys that can be bought at the local Wal-Mart and do we look like we can be easy dismissed with the first glimpse of boredom that is caught in their eye?Why do girls show all the emotions on the phone but yet on the other side of the line the guys are emotionless... no sign of regret... no sign of knowing that they wont have you... and it almost seems like they care... that they really didnt Love you like they said they did...Its like we are expecting them to say "No i will never let you go" but the words never pour out of their mouth like that... Are we just expecting to much from the opposite sex... do we women just have the fairy tails stuck in our head and the handsome prince will come to our rescue and NEVER let us go and never dismiss us like toys? Could the feelings that we have for them be so much greater and powerful than theirs? Why is the sight of them with another girl rip us apart but seems like it does nothing to them to think of us with another man do nothing to them. The memories of the moments spent with them will always float in our minds and can be randomly pulled out with the slight reminder of something and to think that they could be having the moments with another girl makes your throat feel like your just going to burst into tears but you try not to you try to be strong but there is only so much a girl can deal with before we just burst into tears and yet it seems that they care that your crying And then the next day we are the ones that have to pull ourselves together knowing that they there to help with the massive eye puffiness and the not wanting to wake up...You cant run to them when your scared and you cant be expected to be number one in their life anymore... And you wonder if they are thinking of you...because you know every moment your thinking of them and what you can do to move on...can we ever move on from our past loves... or are we some how chained to them by our memories and emotions...are we prisoners to their voice...their touch and to their every look... how do we move on...can we move on?
MelodyAnnMaldonado