Monday, August 9, 2010

The End of This Saga

I did it. I told him. Proud of me, aren't you guys? Also excited because now I can move onto other things, eh?

Well to sum it up, he's not looking for a relationship. He said that he just can't handle it. Plus we're both going to different schools. It would just be difficult. I can't say I didn't see this coming. I have notoriously bad timing. He said things that, out of context, made it sound like there were feelings there. But he said that I'm a really great friend. And he'd really like it if it stayed that way, rather than just losing touch with each other completely. Maybe some other day something will happen. Or maybe not. The future's a little foggy in my eyes.

We are going to stay friends. And it's going to be awesome. And he is going to be a terrible influence in my college life.

He said something though. It made me really happy. I'm going to try and keep it in mind. Because no one's ever said just one thing to make me feel really good. I mean, who feels good about being shot down? Me, apparently.

"You will meet someone great."

Monday, August 2, 2010

I'm gonna do it.

So I was going to tell Chase that I might possibly like him this weekend. But I couldn't get the chance. And he's leaving on the 9th for school. So I figure if I can't tell him in person, I'll tell him on Facebook. Since I'm much more articulate on paper (or in this case, on screen). At any rate, this will give me an idea of what to say.


I think I like you. I don't know. But I'm pretty sure I do. In all the time I've known you, I've never thought about you in that way. But ever since prom, all I can think about is the thought of kissing you. I've been thinking about this and over-analyzing this for months. I've looked at every possibility and I decided I don't care.

I like you.
I like talking to you.
I like hanging out with you.
I like just being around you.

I don't care if you don't feel the same way. I just hate having to hold in these kinds of feelings. So I really needed to tell you. If this is all sort of unrequited, no hard feelings. I'm a big girl. I'll get over it. Just say the word and we'll forget this happened. Move on, or what have you.