One date can make or break a friendship that was building. One date that was full of laughter and promise of more dates to come.
I wasn't all that sure about the person either. In reality he wasn't my kind of pretty boy but he was the nice guy that I should be trying to get to know. I was willing to finally give someone a chance. I've been told that affection grows. I felt like this person was a positive influence. I felt like it was someone I could possibly trust. It was a person who believed I was strong. It was nice to feel like someone thought I was worth something.
And then weird strange behaviour and followed by total silence. I get not being interested. That part is fine. Maybe there is another girl, maybe he just one look at me and did not like what he saw.
He said he never wanted to hurt me. I had been hurt way too much in the last year. I said, no one can hurt ever again. But that is a lie. My heart opened up a fraction to possibly let someone in. And now I am afraid it is closed up again.
Nice boys are really not nice boys.
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