You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you may just find
That's all right, that's ok, I'm better without you anyway.
But seriously, I feel almost relieved. This is better for the both of us. I'm still kinda peeved about the whole thing because it was heading somewhere really great but that's ok, it just wasn't meant to be. Too bad all of our friends still think we are a thing......greattttt. -.-
But it's ok. Now I can do that tinder app thing. :D hahahah. and laugh at all the guys with pictures of large fish.
And workout out ALL THE TIME if I want to. :D
And not stress about you not answering messages.
And not write sappy spoken word pieces about me being indecisive.
I deserve a lot better. I deserve love.
And you say I'm walking away and maybe I am...but I'm walking away to a better me. How can I speak for equality between genders but the minute I like a guy give that up and become a submissive dumb person? It's freaking ridiculous.
And in general we just want different things. Too bad though, I bet we could have had great....stuff together. ;)
But alas, another day, another man, another year.
Right now I know perfectly well that I will be ok without him. He can be such an ass sometimes and I deserve better. I deserve someone who I don't feel belittled by and someone who would actually date me. Although there was a connection it just wasn't meant to last. Just please someone make sure I don't hook up with him while I'm drunk.... :O that would be soooo bad.
I deserve love- and I don't mean the forever kind of love (that too but I believe that comes later). I deserve that lustful youthful type of love that one can have in college. Exclusivity is also important for safety and health reasons- just sayingggg.
And I must admit it feels a little empowering to be the one to "walk away"....even though he kind of set that up for me but whatever. Why would I be ok with setting up a system for you to hook up with people and me not to have to see it? That's ridiculous and so not me.
So Tom, it was (kinda) fun while it lasted. But you're missing out. Bc in a few months when my triathlon-ready body is even more beautiful (which is almost hard to imagine I know) and I'm out there on the prowl you'll see me and be like "damn..." But you can never touch me again. You can never look at me the way you did. You can never cuddle me or wipe my tears away and kiss my forehead. You can never laugh in bed with me or hug me from behind.
Because I deserve a hell of a lot better.
So next thing's next...anyone want to come shopping with me for some sexy lingerie? Just for me. :))