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The girl that I’ve somehow managed to fall for asked me tonight if she’s been leading me on, lately. We’re good friends and we enjoy spending our time together and all, and she knew I had feelings for her. But it’s come to light, tonight, that while we HAVE had feelings for each other, she hasn’t felt the same this whole time.
And, oh, Tumblr, it feels devastating. Even the part of me that knew all of this and could clearly examine the truth of the situation feels down-trodden and withered by the actual words. Don’t get me started on the hopeful, starry-eyed young woman who fought every smile or laugh produced in a moment of wishful thinking…
We’ll never get our shit together and maybe explore the feelings we have/had for each other. She can’t make up her mind, she changes her mind, rinse later repeat…
And she graduates and leaves for London this summer. It’s been a huge, concrete, LOGICAL piece of information that I’ve clung to in hopes of warding off the feelings for something *more* with her. See how well that worked out for me?