I have been gushing for weeks about my crush asking me out. I was so exited I would have never expected the chance to date him more than once. Making out with his firm lips and feeling every sensation of gratification just to have him in my arms. Ironically after time spent together I never heard from him, he never called or txt to see how i am doing. I kept questioning this behavior and everyone's excuses was that he was in Med school and busy and that i had to be understanding. Which i was, I am a designer and I know the sacrifice it entails ( I kept thinking wow this adds more compatibility). After weeks of no signs from him I finally gave up, erased his number and moved on with my life. He called and i pick up not recognizing the number. It was amazing... amazing is not even the words. I normally an anxious person felt so at home in his arms. He was so loving and tender. He respected me, I felt so intimate without being sexual. He insisted on making me breakfast. I felt so lucky no one had ever made me breakfast, how could we not end up together? Two weeks later my question existing becomes and answer. He had a girl friend.


I am so fucking flabbergasted to the times we are living in. Excuse me but i am mature and smart. I didn't need you to take me on a detour if you weren't interested why ask me out? Was it fun for you to toy with someone else's thoughts? I don't get it however the signs were subliminal and i could sense it my gut was right on point.

Buddhist mantra: Bow Down To Inner Self