Ive spent the past year of my life crushing/liking/loving this guy in my area that has managed to drive me absolutely insane. Hes a rather notorious person, and though hes definitely not closeted, most people dont really acknowledge that hes gay, because his vibes are pretty much non-existent (something that I saw as a positive). Hes witty, hes charming when he decides to be, he cares about others in his own way, and most importantly: he challenges me. I dont like yes people that give me what I want and shower me with compliments, so over time I completely fell for him. The problem, of course, is that it was completely one-sided. I convinced myself that he had to at least have thought about the idea of a he and I at one point or another, based on tiny things he would do or say. Ive spent the past six months tirelessly trying to hang out with him, and prove to him that Im worth his time. Unfortunately, despite his high level of intelligence, hes completely clueless when it comes to simple social cues, so I knew I had to be more direct about what I wanted. Just the other day, we went out to eat together, and he mentioned how hed gotten lost while traveling somewhere the previous night. You see, Id invited him to a party the night before, and he, for whatever reason, declined. So I inquired further why he didnt come, and he reluctantly told me that hed been seeing someone (you know, in addition to the boyfriend he ALREADY HAD). Immediately, my heart sunk, and I began to resent him a bit. I had a f*** it moment shortly after, and flat-out asked him why hed never taken an interest in me. His response? Well, why dont you like spicy food? And that was my closure, ladies and gentlemen. One year of like, lust, and love, and thats what I got. I have gotten an apology since, but Im not sure how quickly Ill recover from it all. Ive learned a lot from the experience (like the curse of vanity, the importance of communication, and not obsessing...), but part of me... well, just cant shake whats so wrong about me that he sees nothing? Oh well. I guess Ill take a comparison of spicy food over blunt rejection. Moral of the story: The moment you try to be something youre not, is the moment youve lost all sanity. And logic? Does not apply to the world of love. In the end, he picked the flamboyant gay guy that has nothing in common with him, over me.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 07:08:17 +0000
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