And today's word of the day is... unloved
Today the boot is on the other foot and it is I who is tempted to do the dumping. Let's recap
In the build-up to Thursday's dinner, Sarah had been telling me how excited she was at seeing me. How she had told her friends how little she saw of me and that if it wasn't for her job she'd want to see me all the time. That when we were together she'd dote a lot of attention on me. Thursday evening game and she barely seemed pleased when I saw her, if anything it felt like we were friends reunited. We went to a bar and again, barely any of her behaviour was endearing. The only playful aspect of the evening was her mocking of me, she later commented over dinner that my temporary vegetarianism hadn't worked as I clearly hadn't lost any weight, when actually I thought I had. In an attempt to try and redeem the evening I walked her to the tram stop, but even then, it felt as if there wasn't much point.
So to yesterday and again, she seemed reluctant to show any affection for me in public. Part of me thinks that she feels humiliated to be associated with me, petrified that a friend of hers will spot us and snigger. On the tram we didn't hold hands and she was annoyed that I seemingly hadnt paid attention to anything discussed on Thursday. Following that mild outburst we arrived at the ice hockey and she clearly seemed reluctant to enjoy herself. A fight on the ice was enjoyed by everyone present yet she eagerly disapproved. In truth, her demeanour was as cold as the ice we were watching. When we left I tried to keep her warm with a hug which she didn't appreciate.
The frost hadn't thawed by the time we got back to hers. Falling asleep on the sofa and then 'not wanting to co-operate' at bedtime. It felt embarressing and I guess she knew this too as, if anything, we both appeared grouchy this morning. I already knew what was happening, apart from being frozen out, I was being escorted off the premises. Her parents were due around in the morning so instead of extending my stay, grabbing some toast and tea, I got dressed and left without as much as a peck on the cheek.
I'm yet to hear from her today and I don't think I want to either
In the build-up to Thursday's dinner, Sarah had been telling me how excited she was at seeing me. How she had told her friends how little she saw of me and that if it wasn't for her job she'd want to see me all the time. That when we were together she'd dote a lot of attention on me. Thursday evening game and she barely seemed pleased when I saw her, if anything it felt like we were friends reunited. We went to a bar and again, barely any of her behaviour was endearing. The only playful aspect of the evening was her mocking of me, she later commented over dinner that my temporary vegetarianism hadn't worked as I clearly hadn't lost any weight, when actually I thought I had. In an attempt to try and redeem the evening I walked her to the tram stop, but even then, it felt as if there wasn't much point.
So to yesterday and again, she seemed reluctant to show any affection for me in public. Part of me thinks that she feels humiliated to be associated with me, petrified that a friend of hers will spot us and snigger. On the tram we didn't hold hands and she was annoyed that I seemingly hadnt paid attention to anything discussed on Thursday. Following that mild outburst we arrived at the ice hockey and she clearly seemed reluctant to enjoy herself. A fight on the ice was enjoyed by everyone present yet she eagerly disapproved. In truth, her demeanour was as cold as the ice we were watching. When we left I tried to keep her warm with a hug which she didn't appreciate.
The frost hadn't thawed by the time we got back to hers. Falling asleep on the sofa and then 'not wanting to co-operate' at bedtime. It felt embarressing and I guess she knew this too as, if anything, we both appeared grouchy this morning. I already knew what was happening, apart from being frozen out, I was being escorted off the premises. Her parents were due around in the morning so instead of extending my stay, grabbing some toast and tea, I got dressed and left without as much as a peck on the cheek.
I'm yet to hear from her today and I don't think I want to either