I'm a romanticist. It's commonly known that the cheesiest scenes in a chick flick have my mind reeling. You see I set up an expectation of how I want my man to be: affectionate, complimentary, thinks the world of me, wants to be either talking or with me every waking moment, let's me wear weird clothes one day/ sweats the next, and yet...... The second I find him, I still only love the idea of him. I really aught to stop with the whole reading romances thing. It's knocked my perception of reality's expectations.
What do you do with a guy you love having around? Just around. You have no desire to seek affection from him. And yet, you love hanging out with him? All I can see is friendship, and yet he has other ideas. Which, I mirrored only days earlier.....oh how things change when you look at the reality of things. I think it was merely a short infatuation? 2 days maybe? What's a girl to do when he still thinks your in the same mindset as those two days? "It's too late to go back now," was the advice given to me... I think he just pitied the fact that I'd be single while he grows ever fonder of Jill. Gee Wills, this is complicated. It's got me sick to my stomache. I feel like everytime I watch Jill and Jack's happiness I want to shy away. It's what I want and also what I'm shoving away. Oh my.... I sound pathetic even to myself.
six word:
I can not wait to graduate.
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