January 13, 2013
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Technically, it’s still Saturday because I haven’t slept yet, right? Right.
I really should have heeded my own advice and followed a five date rule. Really. Because now, I don’t even know. Last Friday, on the third date, I know what should have happened. We should have had dinner and then I should have gotten into my car and drove home. I should have maybe thanked him for being a gentleman and kissed him goodnight. I should have listened to that voice inside my head and been cautious. I should have told him that I can’t stay. But what did I do instead? Stupid things.
And now I can’t stop thinking about it.
We still talk, but he doesn’t invite me out anymore. He’s nice and I don’t think any less of him, so perhaps he feels the same about me. I just wish I had some definitive knowledge about what we are so I can move on properly and not feel like I should hit my head against a brick wall. It’s not that I feel unrequited love coming on. In fact, I don’t think I want any attachment at all. I just don’t want to cause any potential future awkwardness or negativity. Please, please let this sort itself out. Soon.
Like, tomorrow.I need to clean soon,
Beads and buttons everywhere.
But I don’t have time.Yes, I’ve been writing haikus. Don’t judge me.
