Hello :) I'm just going to throw you into my current situation. Basically, a few weeks ago I got the "just friends" speech from someone who wasn't even my boyfriend. Humiliating? Yes. Unexpected? Not really. This guy was a good-looking commitment-phobe (always a deadly combo.)
Anyway, I had my freakout about it and decided to push forward... which led to Frank (*note* name has been changed to protect the absurdly attractive.) Frank is None-Of-My-Friends-Can-Disagree-Attractive, which is extremely rare. I've gotten to an age where I'm not afraid to ask for what I want, but it was nothing short of impressive that I managed to speak to this guy, let alone spark his interest enough to get a date with him. He just kept getting better. He was nice, smart, funny, and laid-back. Then his kiss did not fall short of my very high expectations. This was ridiculous. This was awesome.
Of course, could it stay that way? No. Now I'm in the sucky place of hoping for a call or text that's probably not coming. I read He's Just Not That Into You, and I know the movie just came out... but please spare me the speech. For some reason, when it comes to men, I can't help but hold on to some shred of hope. I'm going to let him stay perfect for tonight, because it might be the last night it's possible. I'm not going to worry. Tomorrow, I'm pretty sure we're going to be in the same place at the same time. Tomorrow has potential. Friday will be reassessment time.
Over and Out Loves!
Vivienne
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