Selfish
Self-fulfilled
Ungrateful
Misunderstanding
Blind
Rough
Cold
Callused
Well needless to say, shit turned sour. Acting class was today, where she sat in front of me. I asked her how the play was:
Our protagonist: How was the play?
Fearless: Alright
Our protagonist: Just alright huh? nothing special?
Fearless: Nope
After we had our conversation, I was called out of the room for some exercise to where I had to guess my profession.The rest of the night followed with avoided eye contact, ignorant bliss, and I surprisingly wasn't all that hurt. I debated whether or not to confront fearless saying:
You know if you don't like me you could just say so and that'd be it. (in a laughing manner)
I concluded that it might be too much to put her through. I mean if she thought i was creepy, i didn't want to exacerbate our relationship or whatever it is any further. I felt that it wouldn't have mattered if i told her that. I'd end up exactly where I was if not worse.
The main point of me saying that was so we could just be friends. I questioned if that was how i truly felt. I didn't know the answer.
The mind will think what it chooses.
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