Once bitten, twice shy
I don’t really understand it. We would await the next moment for when we were next to see each other. The look we had in our eyes for each other, and the shock that a connection of this sort could have taken root so quickly was unbelievable, yet inescapable.
As time went by… he stopped returning the kindness that I would pay unto him. Small civilities like ‘I miss you’ became one-sided, so I suppose it wasn’t much of a surprise that this day would soon come to pass.
We sat outside at the bus stop, and he asked me what I thought. I regretted my poor financial state, and told him that if I had caught the leprechaun and found that pot of gold… that I would treat him to dinner at my favourite restaurant. He posed to me that I may wish to ‘take a step back’ which was followed with the explanation that we become good friends, still seeing each other etc. I declined that this suggestion would be the best thing for me. I also read it as him wanting me, but perhaps he had someone else in mind. This often happens, that they may like me very much, but wish to test other waters, having me wait for them. He then continued to say ‘I think that it would be better for the both of us (translation; me (Chris) if we took a step back’. I asked him if this is what he would most desire, which was affirmed.
‘Then it is done’
I was angry that he had hugged me after so affectionately, a pathetic attempt and to keep my feeling for him when he desired quite contrarily for himself. I tried to leave, but he asked me to wait for him while he refreshed himself. I agreed begrudgingly. He tried to hold me as we walked in. I pulled away. His eyes were fixed on me. I ignored them, thinking of where I could and should go… looking away. When he was no longer by me, I announced the news to my inquiring friends, then found the perfect corner where I would stand and smoke. When my cigarette was finished, I began to walk inside… noticing him a few yards away from me. It’s disappointing that our eyes had made contact. I quickened up my pace and vanished into the crowd, finally making my escape inside. There I sat and told my friend what happened. She conforted me, then I left.
The wind was strong and cold last night, which mad my one-and-a-half hour walk home all the harder.
This morning in between 07h30 and 08h00, I receive three messages from him. The first one I deleted due to its lack of importance… however the second requested I see him for lunch today. In my credit-lacking state, I used my friend’s phone, informing him that if he wishes to speak to me, he should call my phone. I haven’t heard anything since. The second message read; ‘I have so much I want to tell you and I want you to hear it…’.
I have never been dumped before, but i expected this.
I’m going to go watch ‘Le Fabuleaux Destin d’Amélie Poulain’ now.
As time went by… he stopped returning the kindness that I would pay unto him. Small civilities like ‘I miss you’ became one-sided, so I suppose it wasn’t much of a surprise that this day would soon come to pass.
We sat outside at the bus stop, and he asked me what I thought. I regretted my poor financial state, and told him that if I had caught the leprechaun and found that pot of gold… that I would treat him to dinner at my favourite restaurant. He posed to me that I may wish to ‘take a step back’ which was followed with the explanation that we become good friends, still seeing each other etc. I declined that this suggestion would be the best thing for me. I also read it as him wanting me, but perhaps he had someone else in mind. This often happens, that they may like me very much, but wish to test other waters, having me wait for them. He then continued to say ‘I think that it would be better for the both of us (translation; me (Chris) if we took a step back’. I asked him if this is what he would most desire, which was affirmed.
‘Then it is done’
I was angry that he had hugged me after so affectionately, a pathetic attempt and to keep my feeling for him when he desired quite contrarily for himself. I tried to leave, but he asked me to wait for him while he refreshed himself. I agreed begrudgingly. He tried to hold me as we walked in. I pulled away. His eyes were fixed on me. I ignored them, thinking of where I could and should go… looking away. When he was no longer by me, I announced the news to my inquiring friends, then found the perfect corner where I would stand and smoke. When my cigarette was finished, I began to walk inside… noticing him a few yards away from me. It’s disappointing that our eyes had made contact. I quickened up my pace and vanished into the crowd, finally making my escape inside. There I sat and told my friend what happened. She conforted me, then I left.
The wind was strong and cold last night, which mad my one-and-a-half hour walk home all the harder.
This morning in between 07h30 and 08h00, I receive three messages from him. The first one I deleted due to its lack of importance… however the second requested I see him for lunch today. In my credit-lacking state, I used my friend’s phone, informing him that if he wishes to speak to me, he should call my phone. I haven’t heard anything since. The second message read; ‘I have so much I want to tell you and I want you to hear it…’.
I have never been dumped before, but i expected this.
I’m going to go watch ‘Le Fabuleaux Destin d’Amélie Poulain’ now.