Apr 02, 2007 16:10
I met this wonderful guy named Zack, and pretty early on I realized that I was keeping him at arm's length. He even made a comment to me that he was always the one to call. From this, I tried to make more of an effort. I've been calling him daily and trying to be more of a girlfriend than I'm used to. I indulge his fetishes to the best of my ability, I meet him for lunch when he's working, I even drive all the way down to Boca at 3 o'clock so I can meet him when he gets out of school and get it on before he has to leave for an NA meeting.
Now I don't know what to do because, as before with every single guy that I've dated, I'm losing interest and how. When we started dating, I had no problem with the fact that he's 18 and still in high school. Now, it's almost as if I use it to get myself fired up at him. I haven't yelled at him ... yet. It's so horrible, but all I could think about last night was screaming in his face that if he were more on time, maybe I would be a little more interested. Then the thought popped into my head: "When you grow up into the REAL world hun, you'll see how important punctuality is. You obviously don't realize it now." What is it that makes me want to say these awful things to this person that I really care about?