out of boredom, I decided to check the Facebook profile
of
a guy that I used to like. He's still the amazing person
that he's always been; it's not like I can't see
why I liked him, it's not like I can't see what I ever
saw in this kid. But he made it clear that he doesn't want
me in his life, and on the same note, I don't want any part
of him, either - his loss. I don't miss him, and I
don't like him the same way anymore. I liked him for eight
months - almost my entire freshman year of high school.
It's not something that I regret, but it's not
something that I can say I'm proud of, either. Knowing the
entire time that he didn't like me back, I should've
given it up months ago - but I remained hopeful nonetheless.
"Maybe it's just his friends," I would think.
"Maybe he likes me, but he doesn't realize it yet - or
maybe he does, but he keeps it a secret. Perhaps he's just
too busy for a relationship right now, and he doesn't want
to disappoint me." However, it took
me flat-out hearing him say the words that he
didn't want me talking to him in order for me to
finally give it up for good. I guess I'm just the
persistent little girl, the one who won't give up until she
either gets what she wants, or until she KNOWS for certain that
all hope is lost and it's over. And in the end, I had both
of those things. What I wanted more than anything was
happiness, and I was quite satisfied with the way things ended
- in a mature, classy manner where we each were able to say
what we needed to say, and in a way where we both ended up
happy. I believe that everyone can win, and I definitely see
this as a win-win situation for both of us. I also believe that
things aren't over until they are over... but
this, whatever "this" was, is over; and it's in
the past.
Cheers to the end of awkward conversations; to the end of wondering, and to the end of lost hopes.
completeinhim · 1 decade ago
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That's a really mature way to handle it.