The Busy Weekend
I'm typing this inside Long John Silvers on a rainy Sunday evening while having my dinner. Although I'm not a great fan of the rain, it's presence had a calming effect on me today.
The weekend has been filled with much work: work that made me feel extremely helpless about myself. Pardon me if you tried to contact me and I did not reply, there were just too many things to think about, research and do. Stress and busy don't go very well together.
It was a wake up call that time was short and my skill set was inadequate. I need to buck up. Like, seriously.
It’s a Great Week
Despite the low productivity, it has been a great week.
Call me dramatic, after what felt like far too long a Winter, Spring is back. :)
Sometimes
If I knew it would hurt so much, I wouldn’t even have bothered talking. Seriously, what have I expected to hear?
All or Nothing
It’s nice to see you laughing and smiling. Although, I can’t help feeling a little sore that I’m not the one who’s making that happen.
I’m not content with us being mere friends. And on your side, I know you’ll never entertain the thought of us being lovers. If I become friends with you, I get hurt. If you force yourself to be with me, you’ll be unhappy.
The only win-win situation I can think of is for both of us to not exist in each other’s lives. That way, I don’t get hurt more, and you won’t get any unhappier.
With time, I think the unhappiness both of us are feeling now will fade.
It’s not funny how I can objectively look at other people’s relationships and give advice, but when it comes to my own, I just get lost in my own sea of emotion and drown.
You told me that your past lovers have all gotten over you and became your close friends. Don’t expect the same from me because I am different from the rest.
But you already knew that.
If you wish to stay, we shall walk into our future together.
Otherwise I think you should just go.