Not worried
So not too long ago, I began talking to this girl. She lost her boyfriend and found comfort in me. For the next week or two we became close and were on the threshold of a relationship, but she didn’t want to rush into it. I was upset, but I got over it because those feelings she had were expected. For weeks after, I still wanted her so my tweets went up in amount and I wanted her to see that I didn’t care anymore, when in reality, all I wanted was what we had before. I got angry because of my passion for her because what “we had” didn’t last long enough to get severely bent over her. My friends and family told me to pull back and make her miss me and I tried that. It worked a bit, but I kept having the urges to talk to her. Last night, I said fuck it. I don’t have those feelings for her any longer. Yeah, I still think she’s cute, but I don’t care if she doesn’t miss me, so I talked to her and if my chances are shot, then it’s whatever. They say she’ll resurface, but I’m not worried about it any longer. I wish her the best and I’ll keep on, keepin on. Carpe Diem, Veni Vidi Vici
