Taking a Chance
My memory isn't the greatest sometimes and I think I know why I don't have a clear memory of this one.
It was something that was the start of something good but just didn't. . . happen.
I was set to go out with someone that I liked a lot. We had a date planned and they cancelled. They had gotten back together with their girlfriend. It wasn't the first time someone chose someone else, it just really sucked that I had the potential of something good really happening and had the rug pulled out from under me.
I have taken chances when it came to love, I wonder why wasn't someone willing to take a chance with me?
In the seventh grade, I thought this boy had a crush on me and we had these ridiculous autograph books we had our friends sign. I thought maybe he would give me an indication if I asked him to sign my book, maybe put his phone number in it? He wrote, Sorry, I like her and drew an arrow to someone else who signed the book. It was this girl that played sports. Well, I definitely didn't get mixed signals. I give Marvin credit. He straight up and said, sorry, I prefer her.
I don't know why it was bothering me so badly today. I was good enough but why did I get passed over? Why did I get my hopes up so many times?
I really liked the idea that there was a relationship forming from the ones that seemed like they had potential. I would find that I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face when I would see that person and think, maybe, today is that day that they'll say something that indicates that they want to spend more time with you.
I don't get my hopes anymore and that sucks. Getting your hopes up and being crushed is even worse. It's happened so many times. I think I would ask someone if they were drunk if they wanted my number. Or have a mental disorder.
It was a nice feeling those times when you think that you have something going with someone who seems to just get you.
Wishful thinking today. . .
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