Saturday, October 18, 2008
But you got to understand, that I need a man, who can take my hand
What if- once upon a time, you met a guy who with whom you had instant and electric chemistry. And then proceeded to have an almost 2 year long, on again -off again, incredibly tumultous relationship. When it was good, it was the best nights of your life. The most consistently amazing sex. Slow dancing in the living room. Xbox. Laughing endlessly. Long, quiet talks laying in each other's arms. Showering together. Eggo waffles together at 4 am.
But when it was bad, it was horrible. Rarely following through with plans. Lying about cancelled plans. Never really knowing how he felt. Crying endlessly because he just doesn't ever live up to who you hope he'll be.
The relationship ends in veritable burst of flames.
Eventually you become friends again. Completely platonic friends. You have lunches together. You talk on instant messenger. You watch him go through a lot and make a lot of major changes in his life. You watch him battle with his mother's increasing failing health. You watch him become a different person where women are concerned. You talk about life together. And for about 8 months, this is your relationship.
Then one day, you're talking. You're making him laugh with the ridiculous sorts of situations you often find yourself in. He reminisces about your time together. And suggests going out together. It feels different. It feels like things aren't so platonic anymore.
You are hesitant. You remember how strong your feelings for him were. You remember how much he hurt you.
Do you try again?
But when it was bad, it was horrible. Rarely following through with plans. Lying about cancelled plans. Never really knowing how he felt. Crying endlessly because he just doesn't ever live up to who you hope he'll be.
The relationship ends in veritable burst of flames.
Eventually you become friends again. Completely platonic friends. You have lunches together. You talk on instant messenger. You watch him go through a lot and make a lot of major changes in his life. You watch him battle with his mother's increasing failing health. You watch him become a different person where women are concerned. You talk about life together. And for about 8 months, this is your relationship.
Then one day, you're talking. You're making him laugh with the ridiculous sorts of situations you often find yourself in. He reminisces about your time together. And suggests going out together. It feels different. It feels like things aren't so platonic anymore.
You are hesitant. You remember how strong your feelings for him were. You remember how much he hurt you.
Do you try again?
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