When he saw her at the club last night he felt so lucky! She looked so sexy… He only had eyes for her. He had been into her for years now and lately they had started talking again, once in a while she would answer his messages… He felt that he was slowly winning her over.
In his drunken and excited stupor at the club he really felt like she was into him. He confused the polite replies as flirting. He thought excitedly on where to take her, the flowers to send her tomorrow… He planned it all in his head.
But then she was talking with another guy? He stood at the bar, watching them, seeing them too close, too friendly. He drank and drank. How could she do this to him? How could she play with his feelings. He left the club in a hurry, barely able to walk.
When he woke up the next morning he immediately entered on Facebook to message her again. He checked it often, waiting for her reply. Maybe she was busy, yeah, that was it. It was fine, he had faith they would be together. No, he knew they would be together. She just had to see that he was the right guy for her. He knows everything about her. EVERYTHING. He was perfect for her. No one would love her like he does.
He will wait.
Sometimes it’s not meant to be and we can’t hold onto false hope.
XO,
