You.
YES! Exactly what I meant by my tweets of last night :/
”..and if they matter, you open yourself to the impending hurt.”
The Mystery of a Man (or woman, whichever the case)
So I’ve been pondering over something for the last couple of days and I think I’ve come to a hazy conclusion. Why is it that we girls and guys are so much more enamoured by the mystery of the opposite sex rather than actually knowing him or her? We crush majorly on a certain someone and the closer we get… the more our feelings start to shift.
Take me for example. I like this guy. I’ve known him for a really, reallyy long time. Long time in the sense that I’ve known him for a couple of years but we’ve never gotten beyond the time-to-time meeting each other by chance, no phone exchange, no email exchange, nothing. When we do meet though, we have amazing conversations… enough said. I always look forward to meeting him, and I’m excited when I do and after he’s gone I replay certain things said and certain looks or movements. It’s pathetic really.
Recently though we’ve gotten just a teensy bit closer. When I say teensy, I mean TEENSY, hardly anything to count for… and it’s already begun. That shifting of feelings, from a sharp acute crackle to something resolutely duller. And the worse part is, I think it’s mutual.
Why is that? Why have we become so god-damn fickle when it comes to supposed “love”? Isn’t this the reason for so MANY break-ups nowadays. Don’t you all think its a little pathetic that you can supposedly “love” someone so much one day, as if he or she is your entire life and then just dump them the next. Doesn’t that strike anyone as odd? What is the point of that? Passing your time? Got nothing better to do than string some poor sod along and then dump them like last night’s soggy sandwich?
We see someone we like, we embark on the good ol chase. Thwarted once, that only resolutes us to try harder, find more ways to win them over. Our previously simple crush expands and becomes something comparatively worse. We start obsessing and convincing ourselves that he or she is PERFECT for us, bordering idolisation… for what? Only to attain them and then a couple of months later, dump them? Tell me… what the fuck is the fucking point of that?
That’s fucking MENTAL is what that is, and we should all be ashamed of ourselves!
…right, so having got that out, I think I’m gonna just stick to meeting this guy from time to time. I enjoy it far more than the needless obsessing. Cheers to all the rest of you out there who’re stuck in a similar rut! x
