Why is it that when you are talking to a guy all the uncertainties flood back.
Did I do something wrong?
Has he lost interest?
Am I not good enough?
Did he change his mind?
Why just why?
I am strong. I am confident. I am beautiful. Or at least that is what I tell myself. I try so hard and then a boy likes me and everything goes down the tubes. That is why I like being single. The only problem is when things like this happy. In a relationship my confidence raises, but before that a melting ice cube. Do not let me think of the possibilities and then destroy them. Do not let me think something will happen and then pull it away.
Then there he is, just now. A text. My phone buzzes and I secretly hope it will be him. It is, an apology for not texting sooner and a goodnight.
Am I over reacting?
What is wrong with me?
Why is happiness always fleeting? An inch away from my grasp.
Did I do something wrong?
Has he lost interest?
Am I not good enough?
Did he change his mind?
Why just why?
I am strong. I am confident. I am beautiful. Or at least that is what I tell myself. I try so hard and then a boy likes me and everything goes down the tubes. That is why I like being single. The only problem is when things like this happy. In a relationship my confidence raises, but before that a melting ice cube. Do not let me think of the possibilities and then destroy them. Do not let me think something will happen and then pull it away.
Then there he is, just now. A text. My phone buzzes and I secretly hope it will be him. It is, an apology for not texting sooner and a goodnight.
Am I over reacting?
What is wrong with me?
Why is happiness always fleeting? An inch away from my grasp.